You Aint Worth Me Sweatin Over No Grave

You damn sure aint worth me sweatin over no grave
She sat patiently draggin off her cigarrette 
she thought over and over about the words he said

She remembered the sound of the zipper closing on his pants
The smell in the air as he heated up his glass
You stupid ***** don’t you know that I love you
You god damn whore don’t you know that I would die for you
I’ll kill you if you ever try to leave me again

Draggin off her cigarette , a shotgun by her side
Its now, just a matter of time
Just a matter of time…before she sends him straight to hell
His keys jiggled in the door, she smelled whiskey before his boots touched the floor
One look into his iodine red eyes,
a shotgun blast rang all thru them hollar pines
You stupid bastard don’t you know that I tried to love you
You dumb son of a ***** I nearly died cause of it
But now I’m free
to leave any time that I please

She dragged his body out into the cold and there she let it lay
She said to herself,
dear God just let mother- nature have her way
Cause you damn sure ain’t worth me sweatin over no grave
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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April 9, 2014 at 5:37 PM
Ps., '*:*'(* Keep smiling, keep shining, knowing that you'll always be this way, for sure, that's what friends are for..................
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April 9, 2014 at 5:32 PM
He Finally Made It Out From His Own Flesh Made Hell! Of Course, With A Little Help From His Girl! Makes Me Think Of That Song: That's What Friends Are For...You Go Girl Get It Out....Love, Jeremy
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