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Broken Home

Is your throat
 a little sore
with those words
that you shouted
in your attempt
to hide
the main event
the central core
of your
 self inflicted
Frustrations
running in circles
within your mind
trashing the obvious
that doesn't agree
with your thinking

So the pressure builds
the cracks
begin to form
and you shout
blaming others
for your plight

And now
you sit
all alone
with your shadows
staring into
an empty glass
wishing
just this once
you could turn back time
and take back those words
you shouted
to the ones
who are crying a river
Believing
it's their fault

For Your Pain

drone
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