Can you do me a favor?
Even if it’s not real...

Poems speak about out love,
Lost love...

When I’m sleeping in my bed,
They would hold the gun to my head...

Sitting alone on his bed,
He held the gun to his head...

You\'ve been known for,
The cruel jokes...

I'm confused by everything you do,
You threat and cuss...

I recognize you for everything you do,
Too bad other people don’t to...

I swear I love you,
But that may be nothing new...

Never Getting Any
mmm... one word...

Oh the irony of it all,
The fallen angel with black wings...

I love my hearts
more then my own...

Damn my heart
Wetch it out of my body...