As I write this letter
I keep thinking...

No one loves me
No one cares...

Looking south
To where you must be...

We would like to dedicate this poem to the two...

This is my first poem in quite a few months, so...

Guardo l'immagine,
Che lei ha inviato me...

The best of friends,
can change a frown into...

You stand so quiet in the cane field
With no glass in those old windows...

This is a song by Hollywood Undead.
Sick with myself, but I've got no one else...

Oh, how my heart blossoms,
for the love of my life...

This is actually a song, but it is a lovely song...
The Rose...

I try not to look at you
Every day...