In my dreams the sky is gray
and rain is coming down...
A little girl once ran away
Deep into the night...
PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT
There once was this girl...
Her Spirit Held My Hand
As Her Spirit Slipt From Range...
I imagined your
murder and it was...
Youve made me this way
You made so dangerously unique...
Mom, I hope you're proud of me,
even though I lay here dead...
I sit under my willow tree.....
i sit crying under my willow tree...
Do it! Don't stop! Just do it!
That's what i hear each day...
Fiances waiting back at home
For husbands that have been killed...
My scars began forming when i was one
My father left and a new life had begun...
She was too pretty to be
But that was too much for God to see...