You made me out as a fool!
I want to feel irate...
I want to treat you like a tool.
But it's too late.
I'm falling too fast.
I can't breathe.
This time will be the last...
With anger I seethe.
Yes, I loved you once upon a time...
But that doesn't matter anymore.
You're now worth less than a dime.
I'll miss you, but not this pain.
I'm sure I'll be fine.
This is my last goodbye...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lovely poem.. i can feel the pain and sadness..