I wanna hope
I wanna love
1 to make me float to the sky above 2 to make me sink and
3 to make me see that your not actually the one for me
Your never have been nor ever will be
Your a crook your a ghoul you cruel little fool
I love you and i hate you
Your mean with discontent
Your eyes so full of rage
As well as your emotions
Are well played
And spent
Time flies by
Love grows old
Everything dies
And grows cold
Time now slows
Life fades so
Gather your things
Lets go
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem