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House Of Sorrow

June 25, 2008

House Of Sorrow

Red bricks crumbling with age.
A home debilitated and dark.
Mystical portal of a past malevolence.
A home shrouded in hurt.

Childhood lost to violence,
Marriage split on deadly rocks.
Father stuck to the needle,
Mother drowning in the drink.

Years will pass,
the memories never fade.
A reminder to the world,
with violence and addiction,nothing is gained.

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