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Warm brown curtains The lovely sunlight bathing The House ensconcing it it was beautiful, breathtaking even. But, the people inside were up to no good. And so, there was a father. who gave everybody else the cold shoulder, eyes fixated on some steel devices and only thing he said was hi. And then, came the mother. A lovely soul, but hypocritical words created much misery. And then, were 2 sisters, who hung on to each other for dear life. They loved their parents. They loved the happy memories. Oh, where did all that go? What was wrong? Oh, what was wrong? The House all bleak and broken walls dimmed lights china pieces scattered, hearts shattered everything was broken. everything was bleak. And rain, came everyday When will the rainbow come now?
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 7:59 AM UTC
The House
Warm brown curtains The lovely sunlight bathing The House ensconcing it it was beautiful, breathtaking even. But, the people inside were up to no good. And so, there was a father. who gave everybody else the cold shoulder, eyes fixated on some steel devices and only thing he said was hi. And then, came the mother. A lovely soul, but hypocritical words created much misery. And then, were 2 sisters, who hung on to each other for dear life. They loved their parents. They loved the happy memories. Oh, where did all that go? What was wrong? Oh, what was wrong? The House all bleak and broken walls dimmed lights china pieces scattered, hearts shattered everything was broken. everything was bleak. And rain, came everyday When will the rainbow come now?
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 7:59 AM UTC
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