Roses are red
Violets are blue
**** your life
And your moms too
Feelings are weak
Emotions are dull
You use to fulfill me
Now you ill me
I hope you die
Cause all you do is lie
And make me cry
Here's my ******* goodbye:
Bye baby, bye!
Die baby, die!
I hope your moms suffer!
And your brother be a buster. You a ******* joke!
And made me loose all hope!
I wrote this poem just a year ago when I was only fifteen after me and my boyfriend of 2 years broke up. I was so hurt after our breakup but eventually I got over him.