Poetry (i.e. the twisted half-truth of one's subconscious banging on the mind's eye to get the hell out) will tell you all you need to know about an individual.

Your like candy to me baby- a candy in a shop, behind the glass that I can't touch. If only for a single taste...

Your my heart and my mind. Your my spirit and my life. Your my protector and my love. Your my dream and my world. Your my understanding and my grace, so in you I place my faith.

There is a difference between love and "in" love. Love is an obsession, but to be "in" love, is an addiction. Because it actually hurts when you are without them.

You won't know you've been screwed over until your standing on the corner with only a twenty dollar bill in your hand.

I asked him, " Why do they smile when children die?"
He answered,"...because the devil's killers cannot cry..."