What's wrong this time?
Can you tell...

Friends can stab you,
In the back...

You're the one who told me to join this site
So I did, without putting up a fight...

I'm so sick of crying
Just wish I was dying...

My love
He is not too well this day...

Don't rob her of her innocence
Don't rob her of her youth...

Tomorrow is the day of death
Tears and sorrow fill...

You asked me to write a poem
For you, as a birthday present...

I feel as if it's all my fault
Well, hell, I guess it is...

Today, I'm afraid to say
I am scared of your death...

Here's your letter.
I'll make it short and sweet...