Spider webs in my hair

Spider webs in my hair
As I sit in my chair
My mind makes up spiders
And dark riders
Tears run down my cheeks
And I liston as he speaks
I am so sad
And a little mad
How could he treat me so
I guess it's time to go
Slowly I rise from the chair
And brush the spider webs from my hair
With head bowed so he can't see
I walk out the door as he
Raises his voice to me
As I walk out the door I cree
That maybe tomorrow things will change
Maybe he will once again be in my range
And he will love me again
Then there will be no more strain

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