Death On a Highway
He
Snuffed out
Three lives in
In the matter
An Heartbeat Sunday.
He live, they died, why Lord?
Now a mother left to cry
Alone to ask why him? and not
Even my own girls, why oh why, Lord?
Maybe he took dad cause girls die so fast...
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