every beat it takes,
it comes with tears and hates.
tears of melancholy
to hate something that unholy
i confess to everything i've done
its not worst like everything you did
but past is past
what done is done.
hate and jealousy
selfishness and animosity
i'm suffocated to all of this
wish everythin were drown to the valley of hell
from where it comes, it comes with love and hate.
1 Kritikus:
jan. i love this poem.(:
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