SHE'S ANGRY GOD
My friend, she is angry with you
Because you took her son
She has stopped living life anymore
Morning is all she has done
The other day she laid on his grave
and cried herself to sleep
While she laid there crying and sleeping
her husband held her as she weeped
All her life she has been very ill
Then you took her son
Because I know this woman so well, I tell you
if you don't do something soon she'll be done
This friend I care so much about
Isn't as strong as you think
And if she isn't watched all the time
She could be gone in a blink
I know I'm not the religious type
But I pray for her life every day
But even I know my prayers aren't enough
to keep her from going away...
So I ask you God to help me out
She doesn't feel she has anything to live for
I have prayed, and been here for her
But I can't do anything more
She needs the hand of god to help her
To reach out and show her the way
What ever it is you have planned for her
I wish you would show her today
Dianna Nally
11/1/09
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