In you, they seek love.
In you, they seek comfort.
Not abuse.
Not fear.
But love.

So why this one child has died?
Because of the lover of your choice.

Especially, if they, not the father or the mother?

Nothing or no one is important than a child that place trust, in you.

I guess I'm just getting tired of hearing these sad stories of death because you were a fool.

In you, should be regrets.
In you, should be memories you must not forget.
In you, accept comments from those you know and don't that you were an idiot.