She worries about the possibilities,
Because she know things can get worse.
She knows what it’s like to live,
Like you’ve been hit by a undeserved curse.
Don’t tell her that it’s unlikely,
She knows those things happen too.
Don’t tell her she worries for nothing,
Because bolts hurt more when they’re out of the blue.
Don’t tell her it’ll all be fine.
She knows that’s just one big lie.
She’s here in the midst of Salem.
This woman is refusing to die.
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