how long has it been
since you stumbled into my life
into my house
so high you thought it was yours
did we know
you wouldnt be around much more
just long enough to matter
to be a part of everybody who knew you
now that part is ripped away
to be shot dead
by a dude who didnt even know your name
a chick called 2zday dies on monday
irony to laugh at
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem