[center] [img]http://nixbitch.org/thecrow.jpg[/img] hes the one with the wasted life the one who will never find a wife lonley till the day he will die that day, he will stop to cry a baby with the body of an adult they keep saying it is his fault he is still crying in silence surrounded by the past violence cry, little sissy, let it out yell, scream, shout it oud loud the evil man with the beard its his anger that made me weird a freak with a broken home sitting there, all alone hitting himself in the face punch my head, like in old days hit me, hate me, she doesnt bother still youre the closest thing to a father unsecure since the day of divorce trying not to, with all his force no use, no love, just pain a wound, a scar, a stain please take me away, I dont want to stay end it, kill me, Im waiting for that day [/center]