The Chase
Woman in turmoil
Woman of scorn
I am tired of your crazy games
Five years have gone
You did me wrong
Your lustful ways
Made me strong
Don't get me wrong
I still wish you gone
As you brought me, lifelong pain
Till this day you still cannot explain
Why you choose to dig at my grave
God alone knows, Why, you still have the nerve
To follow me around like a hound
Please understand that you and I will never bond
As you are the cause that my children wear these bruise
But rest asure that Jesus brought a cure and gave us more
There is no need for you to keep score and make us your everyday chore.
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