The rage of loneliness practicaly perspired out of...
yet no one noticed him...

I was gone,
but only for a while...

My jaw is locked,
I'm stuck in this position...

Tired eyes,
Minds awake...

I don't know why he drank those boose,
He died with everything to lose...

I gave him some kisses,
But that was that...

HOW A 7 YEAR OLD EXPLAINS SEX
Body: Little Johnny was 7 years old and like other...

At night i lay there,
in my bed...

If i was me,
But not me...

If i cry,
shall I die...