Omg I miss you so much
I really want to feel your touch...
6 feet under ground
How could this be...
This guy is no bog-an, policeman or farmer
We like the same music...
Go do your share of patrinism.
Live the life of someone else...
Explain to me
why i wake up crying your name...
She sits in front of the computer,
With tears pouring down her face...
Be my someone
make me feel beautiful...
Theres a need to be 'thin'
or as we say, 'fit...
I am misfortune and the rain
I wonder how many teardrops have to fall...
My grandpa is an old can of beans,
A hard tin cylinder molded with rust...
What is the opposite of fear?
Is it bravery or being able not to be near...
Grins of deception
Scream of fright...