Feelings
I miss miami
I miss the heat
oh how I desire
to have my own place
thoughts of future scare me
I keep praying for a door to open
you opened a door for me to be here.
remeber that word? I stand in the hallway waiting for that door to open and you made
a way for us to come here. why do I feel so alone? so lost? so directionless.
feeling like I waste each day? Son is sick I start crying. I was cleanig, the bathroom looks great.
bleach got out all the stains.
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