Things are all well, want to come and see my cuts? I cut them just over you to see.
Want to heal with me? I hurt just for your fists.
Let’s have some fun so tomorrow you’ll leave me by myself because friends are around.
Yeah I asked for it lover.
Let’s share emotions so you can tell everyone when your mad at me.
I want this love.
I’ll take the chance of you hurting me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem