When I am laid in Earth, I pray that I may not trouble any innocent heart. For when my heart is weighed, I know that I shall be found wanting, withered, without and weary.

A life of evil I have left in my wake, for even with my years of atonement, it is still much more difficult to create that which is so easily destroyed. Forget me, Earth.

Forget this ******, raw nerve on your beautiful face and let the Sun purge my sins.

Remember, though...

...remember to always smile.

I love you.