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Death By Alcohol
I haven't posted in a while because, to put it bluntly, this month has sucked! But I'm trying to turn my pain into something good, so I wrote a song.
Note: Music coming soon.
Death By Alcohol
A man is dressed in black.
The alcohol gave him higher appeal.
She touched him—no turning back,
and all of her fears became real.
He said: I’ll help you out with the baby,
but she couldn’t count on a lie. He
had other plans in his mind.
His fingers winding,
she is hiding,
keeping her daughter alive
just long enough for him to take her life—
her soul.
She is screaming for him to let go,
and he won’t.
He won’t.
She asked him to stop,
but he was there outside her window,
inside her every thought;
and for the life of her, she couldn’t just
throw herself away.
He said: I’ll make you lose your baby.
It should be easy at worst,
so she told him he could take her fragile body,
as long her little girl wasn’t hurt.
His fingers winding,
she is dying,
keeping her daughter alive
just long enough for him to take her life—
her soul.
“Please don’t!” she cries.
“Don’t say a word.”
But the doctors lower their eyes.
The girl had finally heard.
For hours they fought,
but it was way too early.
The baby was smaller than they thought.
She couldn’t be saved.
His fingers winding,
she is fighting,
keeping her daughter alive
in her memory
forever and long enough
for her to take his life.
The police say it was suicide.
A gun to the head, that’s how he died.
Well, she pulled the trigger
because this was bigger
than anyone knew.
And he couldn’t be saved.
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