Hearing someone speak and all you can think is lies lies lies.
You have made me suffer and all I want to do now is cry cry cry.
You make me feel dead, yet am here thinking of ways of how to die die die.
Oh my heart bleeds for what you have done,
Reality has shown me the real you,
Never did I think your tongue could do such damage.
You are nothing but worthless and a savage.
Mxxxxxxxxxxm
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem