loved you never...
missed you sence ever...
have you all the time...
thats why i commeted a crime...
i took my medecine with me...
so i could be...
a strong girl with a good health...
and some bit of wealth...
two monsters made me...
two headiests raised me...
thous fouls i was hurted by...
i hated them thats why...
i've been talkin about my self nonestop...
so i could tell you that i'm a human pomb...
i'll fancuase you all...
and try to be tall...
some friends of mine...
have drank some wine...
some of them cheated on me...
and the others wanted to be...
that was clashe...
just like beonce...
i visited cansses...
the home town of fransses...
when it was the fall...
i went to the mall...
the rain trips falled like tears...
like old man's tall peers...
i'm paging life to set me free...
that i wont hit my self again with the tree...
i wish that god bless my soul...
but now babe i got to get this call...
i just realized that all i'm sayin is bellshit...i suck at poetry...
WTF...i suck....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
strong girl with good love hmmm quite intersting ur poem tks dear...10