Five Miss

Laughter aplenty,

Isn't that something?

Trustworthy people die,

Sometimes over nothing,

More than broken word.

Oh lord, you pray to,

Fruitless as it be,

You pray to him do,

But he just would not.

Sorry to this day,

That I turned Ashley,

Away from her own faith,

Should have let her be.

Have fucked up this,

So death becomes it.