I know I'll get passed everything that you did to me.
But you'll never get passed being a mean old woman.
No one comes around anymore because you push them all away.
You knocked them all into the water to drown.
You only had a desire to save yourself.
But once you're gone, you won't see the light.
You will see a black hole instead.
You'll burn forever and ever.
Everything you have done to me and everyone else will be nothing but a memory.
It'll all come back to you ten times worse.
Hip Hip Hurrah!
Hip Hip Hurrah!
February 14,2015
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem