In the bitter cold month of December.
Things happened that I will always remember...

Why do you stereotype me?
Put me in a category...

(I do not care if you rate this poem a 1.0, it...
Oh, Joshie, I miss you so much...

The young she-wolf stared at the moon;
She opened her mouth and out came a lonesome tune...

You dress nothing like yourself.
Only like people you want to be...

Friends forever.
Look at us now...

Take away my friends,
Stab me in the heart...

Do the unthinkable. Your
Interest in death will make you...

Oh, my love,
I miss you so...

I’m far from happy.
And I always will be...

I’m constantly alone.
No place to call my own...

(I do not care if you rate this poem a 1.0, it...
Nick, remember the days when you were my best...