choice?, by ashaka
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It's a house
on your street
where the silence
is the treat
It's a house
next to yours
where people
slam the doors
It's a house
just like mine
but the husband
beats his wife
It's a house
nice and clean
wife and husband
bottles between
Is it a house?
Is it a home?
do you want? or you have to?
knock on the door? |
Posted: 2010-10-04 15:38:29 UTC |
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2010-10-16 06:05:21 | sweetNsour |
deep- i like it it sends a message |