He comes home with teary eyes.
he sat on the couch...

He smaked me
i fall to the floor...

You had so much to live for.
You had plenty to do...

Everyone hates me.
I know it's true...

Are you there grandpa?
I can't see you...

Fall through a window
cut yourself with a knife...

Love hurts
love kills...

I really did love him.
he was the first...

I made this poem about someone who i thought was...
There she stands straight && strong...