There will come a day when you will pay
For the wrong you've done against me
And the hell you caused me to pain
You'll pay ten-fold for what you did
You trickster, you with your beautiful smile
Had me wrapped around your finger at your beg and call
Used me as tool till I became redundant in your life
A piece of garbage you treated me as, a piece of garbage I felt
You trickster with your beautiful smile…
Why are you so perfect? Why was I such a fool?
You are treacherous, you are vile
All this pain would never be if it wasn't for you
I will hate you, forever
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I would like to translate this poem
hate and love are one and the same, same side, think and say, ,