in Georgia
October 29th, 2001
The words that were written
Cut through to my soul
The words that were written
Were in your control
Wherever you are
You know what you've done
You've cut my soul deeply
And ruined my fun
So I wish that God would help me through
But most of all I'm praying for you
*To the person who wrote nasty stuff about me*
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