Patsy Cline -- I Fall To Pieces

Dear LORD,

I certainly thank You for my many, many, many blessings,

down through these often treacherous, miserable years

My life was deliberately made miserable by a wretch, a jealous hue-man maggot,

an ignorant slut,

a no count promiscuous

COLOR STRUCK WHORE!

Yes, LORD I Love You!

Yes, LORD You are truly Wonderful

My One Perfect Friend

The Only One Wise GOD!

LORD, I am so proud of You!

Dear GOD, this is the first year,

(since February 10, 1979)

that I haven't fallen down on my knees,

prostrate with grief ,

SCREAMING IN ABSOLUTE AGONY, BECAUSE MY MOTHER , MURDERED HER OWN FATHER!
GOT CLEAN AWAY?

BRAGGED S/HE FLUSHED FIVE OF MY SIBLINGS DOWN THE TOILET!
GOT CLEAN AWAY?

BRAGGED THAT S/HE WAS DIABOLICAL !
S/HE WAS!
YET S/HE PREACHED!!!!!!!

LORD! Thank You for lifting me up!

For standing me up , for delivering Me from the evil, demonic clutches of that Maggot!

That Horrid, Color Struck, Monster Monstrosity ,

that chose to

Vex me, Torment me daily,

To stalk me with her Voodoo!

Her lies,

pretense of love,

of care

FOR SIXTY-TWO YEARS!!!!!!!

Thank You for taking that low whore , when You did LORD!

Thank You for removing that low pestilence from this Earth.

Thank You for Healing Me!

Thank You for the Fervent prayers of

My Grand DADDY

ROME WALTERS!

Thank You for not letting Me be ashamed,

That is all, that low maggot of a mother, ever wanted,

For every life s/he touched, to be more miserable than her's

IMPOSSIBLE
LOW SLUT!

Thank You for knitting me back together

LORD!

***THE GWEN DOSTER DIARIES***
Friday, February 12, 2021

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