Scarlet Prt. 3: Ended

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By *Psychopathic Child*

She sits on that lonely chair Confined in her own despair Thinks back to that night When she drank too much to feel That's when she got behind the wheel Drove to fast Slid across and crashed She hit that big semi And that's when she had to say good-bye To her love that died She has to live without him never to be his wife Because she's the one who ended his life

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