Hate It Poem by m just lost
Hate It
No one knows
what future brings
i have to be
sure about somethings
my mind is twisted
encripted with swings
dominating my thoughts
days make me cling
apetite is not good
screwing ma pain
cutting what i feel
and loosing ma tight kneel
ryt now, m feeling like being killed
i just wanna go
missing ma home
i dnt know what m gonna say
ma heart approves i dnt wanna stay
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