Old Samantha

I remember drinking pop Down by the River Where everything was great We rode bikes and i showed you around I mean you were new to this old town Blonde hair and grey eyes you were You looked like a model and you always wore a Purse We were only Seven i Wonder Why Someone Would want you dead You were sam everyone knew you after a while It hurts me to say that your not here with me He was a pervert in the area He loved little girls no matter what avenue One day , that awful day we had to met him We walked past His home when He called out "Hey" You said it would be ok to go see what he wanted I followed you with Dispair . He snatched you in the house and i ran before i was . Oh same im so sorry for leaving you that Day i really Miss you Sam , and by the way Your mom Mrs.Tammy told me to tell you hey!