Each a little
Eacha plight...

This is a subject, that is mankind's best friend
Unknown in your youth but a vacant stare...

Each of us searching
Who could we be...

No matter situation
I face my pride...

Why do we live
Destined to die...

In the sky
Of this very night...

This is the aftermath, of ten months ago
It started out simple, an honest true love...

Dear Angelique,
I know I love you...

In our lives we all know fear
IN our lives we shall all know pain...