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Broken home
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There wehere the light once shone In that place the fear now roams Heart and soul turned into stone It's a broken home I'm telling myself there something left for to strive I'm telling myself this is my life But the will is strong, the will is close A moment more and my heart froze I see myself as a slave Lived by my father as a knave Deceit is a daily routine And then nthoing is as it seems My life is gone and memory remains Then the memory of the memory creates my stains It's is broken home in my head And only by anger can it be fed |
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