Ill build these walls high,
Higher than before...

This is the poem that will answer my other poem...
I cant hold on...

Should I hold on,
Or should I let go...

Here I walk,
I walk this lonely street...

My wrists are bleeding,
My love is gone...

Some say it is coincidence,
Others say it is fate...

I had a good run,
I fought as hard as i could...

True Friends are for life,
They last forever...