Your life is fine; I guess your doing great
No need for me anymore, so just throw me into the crate
It seems as if you’re happy; you have friends
No need for my heart to mend
Will you miss me?
I seriously doubt that you will
No need for me on this Earth
Now the werewolves can finally go in for the kill
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I will miss you. I love the poem.