I am your friend
cut me, pull that
trigger, bit me,
drink of me, rip me
let me
just push that
button, please
just one more time.
Then I will go away
but hallways remember, the walls
window sill corners all come back to you.
One last time for more, of the same.
You do still love me, write...only me....I love you to..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem