you're the place people stop before they reach "home". you're the place they go when they need help to get back on there feet. you're comfort, you're familiar, you're the person people need. some people dust their feet off at your door mat right beneath your front door and their fingers barely reach your door bell to go in. some people enter and they set you on fire. they leave you burning and once they leave, they forget to put the fire out. you're everyones halfway house.

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