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Feb 8
No peace in this broken home seems like he barely gets no sleep
With the lies spread about the love that surrounds him
He barely finds anything to help him cope
It's like there's no hope and death seems like a stretch
But yet he lies to himself thinking everything will be fine
But he is blinded by the truth that's deep into his eyes
It's like crying could help yet no tears fall down
Seems lost broken and alone finding nothing
But shattered dreams of a family he believed he would see
Written by
Leano
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