SOME ONE I KNOW VERY WELL
IS A B****
FROM HELL
SHE LIVES IN A DITCH.
WHERE SHE BELONGS
SHE USES HER FRIENDS
BUT WON'T LEARN ANYTHING
TILL' THE END.
SHE WILL HIDE HER FACE
IN EVERY PLACE
SCARED OF THE FRIENDS
THAT SHE ONCE HAD.
SHE'S A B****
FROM HELL
WHO LIVES IN A DITCH
WHO SHOULD HAVE FELL
ON HER FACE
IN THIS CURRUPTED PLACE...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Harsh... But people who use their friends arent really friends after all. Loved this poem though.