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I walk through the door and set on a tear.

I blindly miss how much they love me.

What do I care?

My self centered rage burns deep inside me.

It’s something that I just cant hide.

A sample of my day brought home to digest.

I walk through the door, my love I should invest.

Instead I let loose on fire and fear.

My home is my castle, standing tall it should be.

Instead the rage inside wont let me see.

My home is my castle, to this I shall be.

For love and joy shall truly set me free.

 

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