I'm the guy that nobody wants to be. But everybody talks about... |
This poem is baout a boy, who always dreamed he\'d...
He\'d sit alone up in his room, his friends they...
Like autumn tone, her skin defines
A winters end, and summers rise...
Like autumn tone, her skin defines
A winters end, and summers rise...
This poem is baout a boy, who always dreamed he\'d...
He\'d sit alone up in his room, his friends they...
Fear not death, For its sting is weak |
Cool kids belong together |