Home sweet Hell

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Home is not home anymore,
It's hell
A sweet one at that.

Sunrises and sunsets
Drowned in melancholy
Of this sweet hell

At daybreak I hope again
For a sweet heaven
Forgetting I have the sweet part
But in hell.

Trapped in these four wall
Waiting for that dawn
When I escape this place
My sweet hell.

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