House Of War
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My dream was to live in a house
I did work hard day in and day out
To make my beautiful house
Brick by brick my dream came true
Aesthetical it came out awesome
Who ever saw it either,
they bit their finger or
their Hat fell down but alas!
the people I thought would
make the house of brick
the home to live
turned out to be my enemy
as they tortured me to
do this and not to do that
they wanted me to live a life
According to their wish
And soon it became
A house of war.
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