The end comes to us all,
whether we're big or small...

The pain I felt was oh so real,
But its not what your going to feel...

(another true poem about a memory for creative...
I remember the crash like it was yesterday...

I want to touch your little toe,
But I was raped by Vincent Van Gogh...

You saved my life,
But I don't care...

I thought you were gone away from me,
Out of my dreams and also my fears...

I got an F in school,
Your mom got an F in school....oohhh burn...