i look at my house once lived
trying to hold back my decending teas
i look where i once lived
i promise you home i will never forget the memories here
i stand there watching the flames and smoke rolling up into the sky
i stand scared and crying
why did this happen twice, they try to hold me back as i run towards the house, as the house started to curmble all you could see was smoke and flames, my moms face there scared
not again god please
my whole family split up again
as i stood there in what was left all i could do is cry.
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