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I went back home late, I didn't want to bare anything else. I wanted him, I love him, I need him, and its going to be the end of me.

I laid in bed watching the ceiling as if it was going to move, separate from my walls lift me into the sky with the stars. could my mom be right am I just a sinner, if I have to leave the home thing that holds me whole maybe I don't want heaven. heaven isn't a place just in the minds of those who wish for more, than what they have because they have lost their sight, gave up the fight, and sleep on tonight, They have lost hope so the believe in something else to cope.