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Sometimes I want to go home,
the place where Jesus awaits.
I'm tired of being alone
and acceptance is too far away.
Living in a world that feels so painful
leaving me weak and my faith dying quickly.
The fight is hard but the win is
eternal life; so the battle will last till the end.
I want to go home for my own defence,
somedays I just can't win.
I'm not the prettiest girl, maybe not at all
but I hold no shame for my heart is more beautiful than all..
The world is torment,
the hate is murder,
and life is confusing.
I want to go home!
But I can't do much except for wait
until the day God calls my name...
poem by Garnett Angel Loving Soul
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