verne / Nov 06 2009 20.50

you'll die one day

but not today

but on the day you

hiet me

i wishad that day

it was the day you would

but now i dont

i forgive you now

you dident men what you

sead or did

and i know that now

but on the day

you skerd me so

to see my own blud on your hand

i new it was wrong

what had i done

i'd done nothing wrong

but you dident no

so there we go

i still fill sad when i remember

but to see you ill

makes me fill ill to

so dont die just yet

hang on in till i'm 22

or maby more

fore your so ill

no docter can cuour

what's killing you

is killing to

i love you

and i no you love me to

but i'm not ready to say good by just yet

so stay withe me

and i'll help you throu this orfol

ordill

love to you from

your dorter