Exile
Seems like an eternity since I've been back home. Haven't seen my family since 2012. Lawsuits and money troubles, keep up and gone. Whiskey and soju keep me up on the shelf. Never thought, I'd yearn for the old, but this new friends and family, getting kinda old. I'm sorry to mama and pops too, guess my hard headed self, coming back to reality too soon. Sorry to my sisters, and brothers too, if I hadn't screwed up wouldn't be so out of tune. Been 12 years since I last been home, I reckon 6 more years till I forgive myself.
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