To many days...
way too many years.
There are to many tears.
You have been gone...
for way to long.
Do you know what has happened?
Alot of anger...
Too many folowed you in your death.
Now I know you never wanted that...
It happend anyways.
Sometimes, I wish I was the one that gone away.
Not you, then everybody wouldn't be so blue.
Author's note: To sad...a little to sad for my taste.
Please R&R
Thank You.