23# Poet

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Broken Home

My crush
My family
My friends
Do you know which one,
I'm disappointed with?
No home and comfortable place.
My own "home"
Is never "comfortable"
My friends are better than my own blood
My crush is like my own blood than the real ones.
I'm having broken home.
Even my hair, showed my stress is piling up.
I just want to escape from here...

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