• Suddenly, as though it was fate
    that it should happen
    When i get home, I look at my place
    it's out of fashion
    Then i look to my right,
    I see my girl dead
    My baby girl was shot in her head
    the gun's on the bed
    It was though as if she killed herself
    but that's not true
    caue it's the loving way she felt
    she loved life...
    crazy for me...
    I let her be,
    anything she wanted to be
    like a celebrity
    I fall to my hands
    i cannot stand this feat
    cause it hurts and burns deep...
    my baby is dead.

    to be continued