We sit, we two, and sip our tea.
Oh, how cozy as can be...
The story behind this poem.. well my cat ran away...
I can't accept the fact that your are gone...
Friends are like music
They say the same thing over again...
There was an old crackhead named sunny
Who was so adoringly funny...
Everything changes
and now my life is...
I'm stuck between everyone,
I'm so nice, I'm so nice...
Trying to turn to trust and hope,
tripping into drugs and dope...
Hate
Pain...
You are my angel from heaven above
You represent my hope, my reality, and my love...
Teach me how to be happy
Teach me how to smile...
S-imple smiles go a long way
M-agic can be tossed even to this day...
The moon is bright as day,
the sun is bright as night...