Oh my hurtful minds
Speaks his mind for being the gentle gent
I Laughed it out
(Rejection)
Kit in my fears for
(Rejection)
I Fear it to fair it
Then I Fair it to fall
So I Fall it to flourish
I Flourish it to flush it
I Flush it to nourish me
I Nourish me to rush it out
I Rush it out to dash it to another,
Then I Dash it to pass it
I Pass it to pain it
I Pain it to paint it
I Paint it to takeover
I Took over it to move on
I Move over it to leave it
I left it so i can live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem