As the rain drops fall and the wing starts to blow
I found out a secret I never wanted to know
Now I can; t take it I really need to go
Get him name off my sleave
I never want to see his face for the rest of my life
He stabbed into my heart, Unless he comes back to me
I; m going to live my life the way I want.
And I hope he won; t return on his stalking haunt.
Think before you go and do something dumb
If your not careful you could hurt that special one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.