by Matthew Molgaard

Created on: April 22, 2010

Jamie drops herself into a black fuzz

Because she hates to think about what her man does

From those affairs, to the fists, to the flesh

She prays everynight begging God for death

It never comes and she's growing impatient

Suicide is a sin but hell she's already facing

Hell in so many ways, there's only so many days

That one soul can uphold hope, strength and faith

She's running out now, it's time to end things

She grabs a bottle from the cabinet and empties

And for the first time, in too many years

She feels true peace, and sheds no tears

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