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This is Not Your Home

Rise up, my child, you are not alone
These broken walls and blood stains, they are not your home
Yesterday lies in the waste; today you lost your mind
The grieving voices follow, creeping from behind

This is not your home, we are preparing for the next
A life of pain and agony, a struggle for each breath
A fear of what you’ll find when you look into the mirror
The water may seem murky, in a few days it will clear

With haste we end our fate; a noose, a gun, a blade
With actions made upon oneself, these cannot be changed
This is not your home, with patience we must wait
The concrete is not broken there; no rust is on the gate

Rise up and make your way, your path is buried in the ground
A bleeding heart will lead you, a guide can still be found
Scars remind us pasts were pained yet they cannot hurt you today
This is not your home; there is a hand to lead the way…
Written by J_Kyle (J Kyle)
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