he never loved you
but, thats quite okay
pretty soon, you'll
end your life anyway
no one's ever loved you
and no one really cares
your heart's already shattered
does it hurt as your soul tears
keep putting on your makeup
you'll never have a pretty face
your veins are opened up
your just a f***ing waste
'Ok' I can't take it. Your poems are like crak. their are so addicting. 'wriet on'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
maybe to end the pain.....like mercy killing