By the time you read this il be gone,
i had so much love but now theres none.
I’m an empty person, lost inside.
A wounded soul who can only cry.
Its not your fault, neither mine.
A life of pain, a life of crime.
Perhaps they find me, an il be dead.
Left this world, an gone to hell…
rate out of 30(usally 34 but i cant show handwriting like they do in the real tests)
/10: for content