ill rather die by bruses of a enamy knife, than liveing in a world nowing she have found another life, dear fecher of our soals, when u start with ur feching strols, please remove mine from this painfull body, burry me, underneeth her lobby. dear angel of love, we have met and do fit like a glove, your parents have turend u against me, now thy mad u flee, dear angel of love, they turned this diamond heart in to choal, dear sweet angel of sweet hapy love, alwas remember, you are my only, lovly, sweet, sexy insperational dove. you are realy... something from above. i do love u so true.