Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2015
I** hate you so much,
Living with a grudge,
Over with this love,
Vanished and gotten rid of.
Even though you were great
You are now just too late.
Our love is long lost,
Unfolded the truth at last.


You were just a fake,
What a painful headache.
This feeling is unusual.
J
Written by
J
Please log in to view and add comments on poems