They took all her things
They said their son worked
They said she was milking him
And never brought anything
The marriage is theirs
She has no say in it
Nobody speaks to her
Because she is now a thief.
She walked away empty handed
They took her children away
They would not let her
Grieve the loss of her loved one.
She walks away crying
Her black clothes beckoning the wind
To hug her at least
And be the love that is lost
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