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May 2016
Dear father do you see my scars?
The ones that marked me all alone,
For all the nights I had no home.
Please find me somewhere else to hide.
On the way I bruised my faith,
Looks like it might stay that way.
Just bury me somewhere in your light.
For years I've prayed for her mistake,
Just to find love's come to late.
    Bring me back home.
    Make me your own.

Dear father am I still your child?
Or have a brought you more mistakes,
Then all the pain you plan to take
Please help me learn what I did wrong.
I know you've loved me all my life,
But my existence has crossed the line.
Just hold me until all light has gone.
Tonight you will close your eyes,
And you'll open them and realize
      I'll find my own.
      When death makes me a home.
November Rain
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November Rain  The Middle of Nowhere
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