you have one
I haven't
she died when I was 12 years old
she was an angel, I was told
everytime I go outside i see her
I go to her, she turns around
and she's gone
but she was there I'm shure
so I stay inside hiding from my beliefs
if I picture her in my mind, I can't find her
I'm crying because I forget her
but then I see her she takes away my tears, takes away my fears
I go outside and see her
and leave her there
peaseful
