It was the talk of the family
I was in an awkward position
Pursued and sued four times by
One who had always been waiting for
What he perceived as his chance
Many believed this was it to be
One of the ways I would die
Never mind what other ways could be
Then that I could see when I
Remember them saying "Mr. Lance
Now of course you understand
How we can under no circumstance
Put you on the witness stand"
They said "because of your... condition"
Not so easy to get rid of me
I lived on but he was gone
And no one bothered me anymore
To forgive and forget and go on
Having survived a vendetta of
How I am able to live by love
Weighed in the balance by fate
But given the opportunity
To live on and on this way
To be loved unconditionally
Between the lines to be free
Here at the Hi-Desert hideaway
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Love ya!
Jane
Isn't today Edgar Alan Poe's birthday?
Ron