• The love we shared was all to good, but I was to be decieved.
    Her parents nice, her smile beautiful, I was well recieved.

    I don't know why, but nows she's gone, with another guy.
    I wish, I just wish, he would die.

    I sit here in sorrow, on the verge of tears, thinking abad thought.
    My thoughts stray, " I wonder if Hell would be better?" but I sigh, for my life is naught, what would other's be without me?

    I pray to be forgiven for crimes unknown, if only, if only...
    I hope to be recieved by her, my life...

    I let loose an Anguished Sigh,
    WishingI could just die...