I hope you choke
For every harmful word you've spoke
I hope you die
For every time you made me cry
I was left and abandoned
And I cant stand it
Close your bloody eyes
You'll be fine
Clench your fists tight
Your going to die tonight
Get ready for your last goodbye
I scream from all my fears
I cry black bloody tears
Here comes your bloody guilt from all my pain
I hope I dont leave a bloody stain
But in the end
You still wont feel what I feel
But in the end
You still wont have nightmares like I do
Nothing like sticking a knife inside you
Has ever felt so right
I hope you choke
For every harmful word youve spoke
I hope you die
For every time you made me cry
I was left and abandoned
And I cant stand it...
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I would like to translate this poem
Lots and lots of strong, deep seated hatred expressed Expression can be a relief If this poem relates your true feelings, turning a back to a repulsive past trying to taste more intensely the present can have a liberating effect