4 times,
4 crimes...

This Poem is also in Sad, Depression but i also...
4 times...

I'm thinking this is my last,
I'm still trying to forget the past...

Does it really make you happy
To know im sitten here dead...

We Need Success,
and give god bless...

Blonde in your hair and nice tan complexion,
your right on the line of getting to perfection...

The Face of this Cheat Hurts me Inside,
I want to Just to get away from it and run and...

Every inch of my aching body
is hurting and starting to burn...

It Hurts so very much
to see you stand right there...

You Came to My House Not Knowing Whats Going to...
Never Knew What we Were gonna do, would we be sad...

From Hair To Toes,
Is beauty no one Knows...

Well if you Regret it
Then just let me know...