There's a song by Alison Krauss that cuts to the heart of my feelings. It goes something like this:
"She put him out...she broke his heart...never could get her off his mind...or drink enough...until finally he put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger. Life is short, but this time it was bigger...they buried him under the willow...and the angels sang a whiskey lullaby..."
"Nobody knew how much she blamed herself. She finally drank her pain away...until she put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger...found her clinging to his picture...laid her next to him under the willow while the angels sang a whiskey lullaby."
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