we were in love so happy indeed...
it was just him, her, and me...
Best friends to death, or at least thats what i thought...
It was all because of Sarah and her stupid mom...
She said she was going to model for Dianne Froma
Then she was put in a coma...
because she tripped...
she took a dip...
to the dream land...
its my falt for my schemin...
i glistned the runway...
so she would trip...
now she will forever be in that dip...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem