My life is over, what else
can i do? my best Friend...

Winds growing cold in the lonely days of January
white snow flakes slowly fall from the sky...

.::.
With nothing to gain...

This was written by my friend
I have lost you already and there is no reason to...

Lost in the shadows
taking in the dark...

Twisting the blade into my skin
watching the blood spill out...

Maybe in the end of all are eternity
upon death we will and shall come to realize...

One day i was walking home
with all my books in my hands...

You were my best friend
my angel dear...

Beautiful painted designs
gorgeous red art...

Walking silently to-wards the mirror
a young girl as skinny as can be...

Broken up inside
our love went out the door...