id like to share with u all a poem that come form the bottom of my heart..i hope u enjoy it.
i woke early one morning,
the earth lay cool and still,
when suddenly a little bird,
perched on my windo sill
he sang a song so lovely,
so carefree and so gay,
that suddenly all my troubles,
began to slip away,
he sang of far off places,
of roses and of castles,
i gently dropped the covers,
crept slowly out of bed,
then gently shut the windo,
and crushe his fucking head,
IM NOT A MORNIG PERSON