You don't know that I know bout you and your twisted little mind.
Your sick disturbing thoughts ripping through mine.
You think you have gotten away with it.
Just wait and soon you will be mine.
You wasted your life for that one girl.
I you got the pleasure you wanted.
But now your mine.
And there is no way, you can't change my mind.
Because now I'm set and ready.
Set and ready to kill.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem