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Feb 2011
In this house that love built
Things are not the same
What once was filled with happiness
Is now just filled with blame

Mama started drinking again
When daddy stayed out late
With cold suppers on the table
Salted with tears of hate

No more friday night popcorn
Where we gathered to watch Tv
Now this house is filled with lies
Where once was honesty

What happened to the man an wife,
Who swore to love their spouse?
No one seems to remember me
They're strangers in my house

The little house that love built
Was sold the other day
They tell me that it wasn't my fault
At least that's what they say
Written by
Larry B
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