I got your sms that said goodbye
It hurt that you could not say it to my face this time
You phoned but could not reach me
Now were enemies with you trying to diss me
Some help over here please!
With you gone, i feel like a deceased
Very soon i will be decaying
Leaving no proof of i ever living
But i hope you find your one
For i surely won't.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem