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Friday, April 20, 2007

When You Were My Home


There was a time,
when I played,
you watched over me.

There was a time,
when I cried,
you comforted me.

There was a time,
when I was hurting,
you soothed my pain.

There was a time,
when people kept hurting me,
you protected me.

There was a time
when injustice happened to me,
you came to my side and defended me.

There was a time
when everything was dark for me,
you became my light.

But when those I called brothers betrayed me,
you too did the same...

Everything is different now.
Everything is.

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