I can live without you, hopefully I don't have to do, you stark my creativity and love, your like like an angel,sent from very high above, if heaven's real,let me finish my ride,as I drown myself in the deep,deep tide. goodbye to say,is the only real way, for me to stay.

Note:not a vent, not a vent, not a vent, it's a poem, about one of my oc's deaths, chill -connon