Once Kelly was a free bird
out of her lonely prison
she would think about the word
from one who has arisen.
Under her beautiful shape
never ending restless souls
search for a way to escape
between jail time and paroles.
Tattooed on her arm Luke 5:32
on her ankle her pride and joy
as if the only child she knew
I truly believe that she tried
to be true to her convictions
I knew even in the times she lied
it was because of her afflictions
The good Lord knows of her desire
to be free of the past that haunts her
Pray when to turns to a power higher
it's to the holier one that wants her
