eternal pain
something that will be with me at my grave
something i know to well
being an outcast
something that ive been far to long
and destroying everything i touch
is just my thing
love
just seems to not want a thing to do with me
so what is it im doing
why does this seem to follow me
why does this pain not want to rid
what do i have to do to make it end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem