A House, But Not A Home
You banished me from your life.
Abandoned me to the wolves
Who raised me good and right.
You danced into the night,
Sailed in an intoxicating river
That seemingly rescued you
From your sob story of plight.
Defended the wrongs &
Ignored what’s right.
Promised to change,
But relapsed at night.
A whirlwind of dogs
Came and sniffed in delight,
They sensed you were grieving
And took hold with their might.
So now you blame me
For ruining your life,
But it’s ok…
I saved you in spite.
~Paige Jackson~
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