no amount of morphine can make me forget the pain you have caused me
I just want to be free and angle I wish to be
it hasn't just been you and me
you make me feel like trash I guess that's why this has turned to ash
not a gentleman or a man
just a boy that did me so much harm
you said you didn't want anyone else
you just used me and didn't care that I had feelings flowing threw my heart
you said we had history and to me that's a mystery
I haven't forgotten how you broke me into pieces
you said you're a jerk because nice guys finish last
oh you really know how to lie
you think I like you but I kinda hate you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem