Each day goes buy
day buy day but theres not a day
when i don\'t think of you
you were my all
and now your gone
like a rose trampled on the ground
such a beautiful creature
but so easily ruined
forgotten trampled you my seam
but not to me day by day i think of you and day buy day i think this cant be true
you have left me but yet
your still here with me
apart of you still lives in me
and I\'m now letting you free i cant move on nor forget your smile your kindness patience's ,
but day buy day i think of you
and i now no that this is true
this pomem is deticaated to isabella a dear friend of mine my ur beutiful soul rest in heaven
