Free

by Matthewsbaby   Mar 27, 2005


The first time he broke her heart
the second time he lied
the third time he hit her
the fourth time she died

He started out as nice
then he turned sweeter
then became violent
then he started to beat her.

She couldn't tell the cops
all she did was pray
she was scared he'd kill her
but she died anyway

Her prayers were finally answered
God took her above
she couldn't find freedom
and she couldn't find love

She's better off now
right where she is
everyone will miss her
especially her kids.

About a year later
they walked up to her stone
everyone was older
her children have grown

She's free now
and to her we pray
they all know what happened
and how she died that day

He was put away
right where he should be
all that matters now
is that she is free

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