you made a huge mistake before,
better luck 2nd time around,
even with desperation & persperation
your 1st ship ran aground.
this time it will be smoother,
lessons have been understood,
but deep down inside your core,
'you have never been no good'
did you give all the wedding gifts back,
did you pretend that you even wanted them
does hell have an interior designer,
if it does, his back is covered in phlegm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem