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Enter Poem or Quote (Required) When I first heard the news I didn’t think it could be true The cops must have it wrong I thought You’d never do that, no of course But deep inside I knew them right You did it to give me a fright You didn’t think or even care You lacked control and couldn’t fair I wasn’t home and you where mad You thought that life was pretty bad You didn’t know just where I was So you thought you’d play control You put the petrol there to burn And the mattress for no return You lit the match and toss it down And then you ran without concern The neighour, lucky she was home Called the team to hose it down The street the cops did corner off The fire they put out and stopped I came home later on that night Walked inside and smelt the smoke Not a light could I turn on The power had been cut not long. All I could see was black dark stuff I almost felt my mind did crack I walked along into our room Had a shower by the moon. I towelled me dry and climbed in bed The tears were there, refused to shed I lay there for a long long time When sleep did come it wasn’t fine. The morning dawned and I could see A black dark room was choking me. I was so weary, so alone So very worn and felt like stone When I climbed out of the bed that morn Went to the mirror black and cold I rubbed a circle in the soot And then I saw a black face look The tears they were just brimming now I’d wiped me with a black black towel And then in bed when I did climb Was full of soot and gritty grime I stood and watch that face just then I didn’t know if I could bend I knew that he just wasn’t well How long could I still live in hell?
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