i hate roses
over girls
i want your curse
i need your abuses
are you doing it to me?
I Do not know you,
but, i know myself but partially
try hating me
i am waiting
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This can't be a permanent thought but a mood or a phase, whatever it is, you asserted it by your pen! ! !