its been 5 years, 5 years and 153 days
came to you to take it easy,
�to laugh and sing and play.
came to you my fists clenched
pressed to my lips
found you there, just hanging there
organic hemp rope at your neck.
thinking of �pureity and natural alternitives,
even at the end.
you said, " anything but this tourture. anything but this pain"
I knew the evil that haunted her, it falows me just the same.
dark shadow over my head, same darkness in my brain
sometimes I wish I'd falowed her... thinking of purity and natural alternitives.
even at the end
RIP shannon pike