when, i think of you i feel,
like somthing new, its real
like being pricked, and not noticing the blood,
dripping from your finger, because
love, can be unnoticed somtimes,
and can make you hate and cry,
but once you notice, that you love 'em
you'll wanna vow, to never hurt em, because
when, you think of them you see,
it's ecstacy,
and never will you let them go
because you now know
that the hate was for the love
and the love was for the hate
and when you let them go
you'll never feel again
by: Aaliyah Rasheed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem