You lost me at hello,
please say good bye.
If you stay any longer,
I'll probably cry.
You are no one,
of any mystery.
You have triple faces,
and bring misery.
When you're here we yawn,
and all made that choice.
It's only when you gone,
do we truley rejoice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem