no more time,
no more talk,
no later,
no ever,
its time,
time to choose
seperate paths,
mine to go to
my final place,
yours to screw others
in ur path,
i would stay longer but,
u have made my mind,
so i have to go,
live my life,
the rest of it,
with out you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is good, but if you just spelt 'you' using all three letters, it would be excellent.