What Rott Poem by Lau Jane

What Rott



Anger boils when you are near,
you make me cringe from ear to ear,
I can not see your side of view,
i do not listen, it cant be true.

You do not understand the game,
i will not listen i will not refrain,
you need to be told, stop just stop
get over your self, just behave.

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