Saturday, March 15, 2008

I Still Love You

Four mouths are left crying.
They hunger in pain.
My husband he's somewhere
Getting smashed up again.

He cares not to help me
Brings back what he will.
Returns with the money
What's left from his fill.

Another inside me.
I can not provide.
I can't bring another
In this I confide.

You'll never know suffering.
Like the one I live through.
You'll be better this way
Remember I still love you.

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