Help me or i will die
not by murder...

Yes it's LOVE
at first sight...

These verses run through my mind
like a song...

Death is an exit from the stage
a final to an exam...

I loved you then
and i love you now...

Tea party's and dress up
boy wasn't it fun...

I will crumble
in my sleep...

Quiver quiver
cold rush...

Tho i wish you were here
on my special day i want...

A rose red and sweet sign of death
and weak love and grief...

Wash them away that they won't be in sight...
mend my sorrow...