I wrote a letter,
Last night in the darkness,
explaning all of my feelings,
A letter that I sealed,
with my one last crying tear,
A letter that should never me mistaken,
For it is well written,
With the last ink I found,
Out of my blood,
My tears have now cause a flood,
My letter shall never be found,
I will burry it underground,
And maybe one day,
Shall they open they're eyes and see,
That my letter wasn't poetry,
But a very well known tragedy
