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Broken Homes

Broken homes,
Broken places.
Can’t escape,
No empty spaces.
Standing on the edge.
Contemplating goodbye.
In a home in the city,
I see her cry.
If home is where the heart is,	
Then why do so many say goodbye?
Cause broken homes and broken places,
Disintegrate to empty spaces.

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  1. Date: 1/26/2011 5:27:00 PM

    Very expressive about a sad situation..Good work on this topic..Sara

  1. Date: 1/25/2011 6:22:00 PM

    sad but true very nice..............

  1. Date: 1/24/2011 4:36:00 PM

    liz, next to your name is a bowl of soup and an envelope. people click on it to send you mail. in order for you to get it, to the left side of the page is a topic "My Soup Mail" cilck on it to get your soup mail. do it now. jhl

  1. Date: 1/24/2011 3:25:00 PM

    very good work...I can almost hear the song. thanks julie

  1. Date: 1/19/2011 6:52:00 AM

    it's singable, i tried. john

  1. Date: 12/9/2010 5:46:00 PM

    Very good flow here Elizabeth. Makes a good point too. Enjoyed Charles