There was a woman with a heart of malice,
drowning her sorrows within a chalice
Weep not, brighter days are ahead
Truth sinks in as she lies in bed
The loud cries of her name echo, "Alice"?
Copyright © Jaquay Atkins | Year Posted 2016
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