exs are mean,
exs are cruel,
they're all a team,
teams of mean poeple,
all in a row,
tied with a bow,
they cuss and they scream,
trying to be mean,
they pull my sister to their team,
now its my turn to be mean,
i cant stand those a** holes,
they turned her against me,
i will throw them into trees,
make them bleed,
make them bleed out,
without a doubt,
i hate ex's
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I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem has alot of meanin to it...