As i hang from these beams, Falling in to the deepest dreams' the sun is shining i can see the beams. Its more beautiful than it could ever seem. as the air leaves my tar filled lungs I think of you when you were young, My heart speeds and then slows. my fingers tingle then go numb, NO more struggling no more pain.
Daryll its not your fault let your self grow old and your hair go grey and you self get wiser as you get older.
you will always be my toy soldier, keep on marching till your children are older there love for you will only grow bolder.
DO NOT LET IFE REMOVE YOU FROM ITS FOLDER. Picture this, no more pain my life s over remember this just sit back and embrace the bliss.