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It's a house
on your street
where the silence
is the treat

It's a house
next to yours
where people 
slam the doors

It's a house
just like mine
but the husband
beats his wife

It's a house
nice and clean
wife and husband
bottles between

Is it a house?
Is it a home?
do you want? or you have to?
knock on the door?
Posted: 2010-10-04 15:38:29 UTC

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2010-10-16 06:05:21sweetNsour
deep- i like it it sends a message