This house is not a home
It's tearing us apart
Shit makes me weep
It all breaks my heart
Feel like lighting that fuse
Or pulling the trigger to end this bitch
Let's move around get out of what we're used to
Think it's time to flip the switch
But the storm of chaos will be over soon
We will fulfill our dreams up and over the moon
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Author:
SCatron2 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Generation after generation it's sad what passes down we can't prevent all the bad in the world but we can do better to change our future love the future generations but don't raise the to be spoiled little cry babies God bless
- Category: Reflection
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