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Shattered Lives
by Stephanie
(Columbus, GA USA)
I can't believe I've allowed this for so long, But I hoped you'd stop drinking Now I know I was wrong.
Sexually & financially you abandoned me For weeks at a time, But when it came to loving her She could always get your last dime.
I hate it had to come to this, But I'm showing you the door, Always remember just one thing You chose that worthless whore.
The love of a good women Is what you now shall seek, Cause I'm letting your Mistress have you Seven days a week.
With not enough gas for you to go to work I had to catch your slack, But every Sunday you drove out of state Just to get a damn six-pack.
She goes with you everywhere you go She's made you such a slob, You can't stay away from her 8 hours a day You even take her to your job.
You lie & you sneak just to be with her You even take her to your Mother's, Just to be with that same old bitch That took the life of one of my brothers.
I'm sick & tired of being sick & tired So I gave you a simple choice, But the only words that came through to you Were the ones of your Mistress' voice.
She'll make you think you're happy And become your way of life, Refusing to be your Mistress anymore She then becomes your wife.
In the end, she'll come before food And it makes me very sad, How could you ever love the bitch That killed your poor old Dad?
You better believe That the ax has finally fell, And you and your Mistress Alcohol Can both go straight to hell.
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