I pack my bags,
Scurry down the stairs...
September 11th one hellish day
that will forever be burned into my mind...
Today is a very special day.
The day of my beautiful mothers birthday...
It have been 6 month we met like today
exactly one hundred eighty, day after day...
Terror, making brutal waves around the world,
Some dark powers deviously support its growth...
I look into the face of the earth
Trying to realize why...
Today is the day i must pray
But not to Wilbert nor my left foot...
I am leaving
to go to a different school...
Here we come
We are coming fast...
CHERISH EVERYDAY LIKE THERES NO TOMORROW
REMEMBER THE GOOD TIMES OF "04" AND NOT...
This doesn't really have anything to do with me...
I know you hate it...
(I wouldn't say that this is a poem, I'm just...
So it happened on October 18th, The day that will...