The look f his eyes
The touch of his hands...

Floating In the sky
A genital breeze slowly goes by...

Moon like walks
In the dark...

If I was to ever leave you alone
To sit and never leave home...

In my head I see him clear as day
Staring straight at me...

Crying my eyes out,
Through the nights...

You love to cut,
You love to scar...

Scars on my wrist
they show you my pain...

Pictures in my head
Of you and of me...

June 11th the sad day of her death
Ten months gone by so fast...

Sitting in my class trying no to cry,
Trying not to think of him...

A True Friend,
A True Friend is someone who loves you no matter...