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Aug 2013
God
I remember you since my youth
I never thought you'll give me the blues
I always thought you had a plan
But It never became into something
Are you still in my heart?
Cause All I hear is Tan,Tan,Tan
So much pressure you made me feel
About **** that wasn't real, no big deal
I still don't get heaven or hell
I just wanna feel well
About my life and the future
I just want that peace you say you give
And I don't wanna go to church
Cause people don't care much
About none but themselves
They only dust their shelves
It isn't like the community back in the days
Were everyone shared
Now its just a club,
And they never give up
Insisting on you to go,
But I wanna stay home or sleep
On my day off
Which is Sunday,
No fun-day.
Katherine Guerrero
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Katherine Guerrero  38/F/Dominican Republic
(38/F/Dominican Republic)   
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