God grant me the wisdom to tell a charge from a...
This poem was made when my cousin Corey W Holy...

Butterfingers
Butterfingers...

Here you come,
creeping back in...

Well maybe now I should just say goodbye
You used to be my friend...

Laying underneath the stars,
On a warm silent night...

This is to all of you mothers out there
Even to the ones without a care...

I still see your face in my dreams
It hurts and it doesn't help at all...

If it were all up to me
The poor would have riches...

I'm just wondering,
If you want to be more than friends...

I came to you the hour I was in pain
Looking for answers, I cried to you in vain...

Missing him like crazy
Wanting to call him so damn bad...

People never know how much they meant to me and...
They knew them by name, but still it's not the...