This Poem was wrote for Luke McGill
The Pain inside we know is real
Niether of us can ever find love
cause we're haunted by somthing above
Life has no meaning, misery is king
and its for this sorrow in which I will sing
You once stood tall before you fell
so now I welcome you to our hell
in the begining it was so simple
before you met Lacey Kimple
Theres no Love here only hate
Because all good people will suffer this fate
You tried and tried and never won
We're trapped in hell waiting for God's son
Since we always fail why try
So maybe now we should die
for all these questions we ask God why
but the shameful awnsers make us cry