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This Hell You Call Home

Broken in all the places within your reach

I have become a wanderer in this place you call home
Constantly searching for your essence
Quietly yearning for your presence
I have become a refugee in this place you call home
Begging even for an iota of your time
Settling for dimes of your affection
I have become a lost soul in this place you call home
Suffocated by your everlasting absence
Revived by the snippets of your sweet nothings
I have become a ghost of my former self in this place you call home
Mauled by your ideas of what I should be
Shattered by your voice resonating within me
I have become everything you wanted me to be
Broken in all the places within your reach
So that you can keep me in this place you call home with promises I can believe
But none that you plan to keep
In this hell you call home
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