Bethany Mujahed Poems

'Yes, what else but home?
It all depends on what you mean by home.
Of course he's nothing to us, any more
then was the hound that came a stranger to us
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This life stinks
I hate everything
that breaks my heart
and I know you hate
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Days comes and goes
Weeks comes and goes
Months comes and goes
Years comes and goes
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The life of a teenager is over welcome to adulthood
Growing up brings lots of pain and infliction
Never knowing where to turn too
Must make a path to belong
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Having to go far in life
Waiting to see what comes next
Being stabbed in the back with a knife
Life is supposed to be blessed
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a world where everything
is so large,
while you are puny
and can't reach the
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trying to forget things
brings bad memories
willing to fling
into the grand harmonies
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loving you,
never wanting to leave,
where thou,
you heave,
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