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This is my home.
Contributed by
BuggY
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Sunday, 12th June 2005 @ 03:55:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
toughstuff
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Sitting here on my bed, Things are whirling in my head, I really dont like this feeling, Knowing I may never be healing.
I have so much anger for my father, So much hate for my sister, So much distance from my mother, I really dont know why I bother.
Why do I bother to be here?! When I know, no-one is near, Im over and done with being a mug, Please someone!! I really need a hug!
I have my boy, His company, I enjoy, In his eyes, I see a light, Thats how I know, things are alright.
My friends Im losing, I was the one, they were using! I have some close friends, They are what I call Godsends
Im now here in my new flat, Here on my new bed, I am now sat, Im feeling really really alone, But I have to get used to it! This is my home.
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2005-06-12 15:55:27] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: This is my home.
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Monday, 9th January 2006 @ 03:49:00 PM AEST (User
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