Memories of you,
are flying by...

*This poem was written as a story for a picture.*
He warned her about the book...

Katie you rock,
even though you're having a mental block...

My razor
My friend...

I'm sorry boy,
I'm not a toy...

You asked why,
I turn my music so loud...

I make no mistakes,
I will make a mark...

You see my wings, the help me fly,
I'm sure without them, I would die...

She told me she cut,
I wanted to cry...

Do you think I'm OK?
Look deep in my eyes...

Stop asking for sex,
cause I'm not ready yet...

You don't need to take time to read this, I think...
My super man is strong...