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.