Walk into a room,
I see your face...

Maybe life is
just a game...

One by one i count some sheep,
this insane dilema i will keep...

When twilight drops her curtain down,
and pins it with a star...

You showed me how to love and care,
you never left you were always there...

Where are you now,
When i need you the most...

The stuff you do,
the words you say...

You stroke my cheek,
you play with my hair...

Life is a game,
a roll of the dice...

This poem was written to me by my best friend who...
I'll miss you lots, i'll miss you so...

By the way this poem was written in my S.O.S.E...
Gunfire sounds...

Everyone is different,
there is no wrong or right...