I often ask myself
what is wrong with this world?
good people get murdered
why?
it's not fair
this world
no wonder i used
all these yrs
NO REALITY
now clean all this sticks out
God rest ur soul
my dear friend
Goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Didn't this ex-prostitute murder a pensioner? Interesting insight into her mind