a perfect soul..that u have broken....
now all hell is what you have awoken..
its like dominos my friend..HURT PEOPLE HURT PEOPLE without an end..
no restalking, no secound chances...just the leading circumstances..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
HURT PEOPLE HURT PEOPLE without an end.. Be mindful so that we may respect others and show love and never hurt...... a fine theme which is necessary in our society.. tony