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By Beautiful Strange

I fell so relaxed and at ease I can do what i want and not feel like a freak I really feel like I belong somewhere It doesn't matter what I do or say I can yell or talk low, it's all up to me No one is riding my ass to do the right thing I can walk around naked and feel good about my body No one is judging me and calling me a fat ass I can do anything and I'm not wierd I may not be like everyone else but who wants to be ordinary I am totally content with doing nothing I can chill by myself or with friends So peacful....I miss it

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December 18, 2009 04:52Convalescence

I miss home too. Thanks for the coment on my poem. So, why do u miss home?