some of the things suprise me br that people actually ask br like for me to be br their cover up mask br 'take these charges for me br could you please? ' br br 'so the bad things in my life br will come to cease? ' br why doesnt he think br of what im going through br due to what i let him br teach me to do br it's only a burden knowing br how to simply cook meth br and it can only lead me br to a bitter sweet death br we went to jail br and i am responsible br but taking blame for him br will be impossible br i cannot keep living br life on the edge br and something much better br to myself i pledge br how can this man say br that he loves me so br when all he wants me to do br is take his blow? br i am so sorry harold br to end it this way br but i have got to find br a new playground in which to playbr br Heather Taylorbr br