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Posted on Dec 12, 2014 by in poems | 0 comments

RP-30

Home is fighting but happy.
Lonely as if I was in a room full of people.
Home is warm with how much love people can give you
by showing that they care.
Home is frightening like a hundred ants on you.
Home is happy with lots of smiley family faces.
I wish my home was bigger so I could run around more.
I wish my home was more lovable
so I could feel more comfortable.
I wish it could be better looking on the outside
and comfortable on the inside.

-Renee