I told you once that I'm gone. I told you once that I was gonna die. A child full of broken dreams and wishes. A child full of hate and despair. A child that has never loved anyone but you. A child that couldn't help loving you. I told you for the last time that I should die. I hope you decide to fly like a bird away from this child of broken dreams and wishes... Death is coming nearer so I'll say this one last time... I loved you and thats a fact and this child of hate and despair shall exist no more...