By Arcassin Burnham
begging you not to leave,
if i say you make me sad,
more than i can concieve,
from the loving that had,
for the missing of my dad,
made me stronger than i was,
but my mind was going mad,
all the letters that i sunt,
left for our future sons,
she said you wont break me,
but girl i need you , your the one,
want you to have my baby,
in the future maybe,
no coffins too soon,
i wont do fine without you baby,
hold me close ill hold you too,
we could stare at the moon
we could stare at the moon,
we could stare at the moon.