Heath McNease
Heath McNease
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I cursed
The lips that pray
My prayers for why
Widows won't get beyond this place
All because
I held a grudge
Against you
I hide
From grave mistakes
Why am I
My brother's keeper's lonely place
All because
I held the best
For you