If i had a myspace, that would have gone on it.

Good spinkin' Batman

Blades whisper a cutting plea of release
and bullets cry of red tears.

Hey can everyone comment on my new poem its called lets!

N3V3R R3GR3T S0METH1NG D@T 0NC3 MAD3 U SM1L3...D@TS SUM TRU SH** RIT3 D3R3....

0NLY G0D C@N JUDG3 M3

PH@T GURLS @R3 B3TT@ D3N SKINNY B****'S....

LIFE IS LIKE A JOYRIDE

What are we to the government?
We Are Small worthless Number to them

If practice makes man perfect and nobody's perfect, then why practice?