As I lose energy
I think of when I wished to die...

We use to be so close
Sisters until the end...

To be best friends
It doesn't take a lot...

I found this book with pages
That had images inside...

Anger locked in my heart of chambers
Broken and torn away...

You're my bad habit
My use of ecstasy...

My precious Texas Angel
Your scent that lingers is still sweet...