Roll it, Poke it,
Light it & smoke it...

I sit here and dwell on this boy i loved so well...
this poem is dedicated to all the gurls that has...

I thought our freindship was here to stay,
I never thought it'd go away...

Love is just abother four lettered word,
Is love suppose to hurt...

I cry and tried not to die,
Cried and died...

When i cry i cry pian not sorrow,
I scream fear but really it\'s pain...

He sits in that cell were he crys out loud,
Sits with his legs crossed staring out at the...

His heart full of tears,hope,fears
Heart crys for love...