There are two types of things in this world:
Right, and...

We have all come to contemplate
The true meaning of life...

Look into my dark brown eyes,
The first thing that you see...

Cut right through my skin,
Slit a line in my wrist...

Before you leave us all behind,
Remember what we've done...

I was all hair and makeup,
Talked of clothes and jewelry...

How did this happen?
Who on Earth or up above...

Silver dagger
Carving skin...

Life:
Everyone has it...

How many times have I
Looked into your eyes...

Does he honestly know
How much I care...

There's so much I have yet to say to you...so much...
*She read this letter, and looked around the room...