I have paid my dues to life
I stand acquitted of its debt
Life has come to me and cease a precious wife
Taken my joy the only child i have kept
I wept
My kitchen is desolate my sister was gone
Who makes popcorn for my birthday
I walked in there today only the sweet smell lingers
Only the smoke wonders
Only the cripple dog barking courage
Vowed life has taken enough revenge
In my fathers favorite place
Sat his empty snuffbox
My mothers walking stick leaning beside it
With a face wet with water and blood
I saw nothing was left of our household
Life bid adventure and my journey
Give me one reason why I should not quit my friend
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