Open me up!
I do not mind it.
Drink for good luck
And suck the monkey.
I am your rum.
You are my rum start.
I looked for fun,
But you got fastened.
I was a mech,
All gone to pieces,
Was used and left
By bluffs and cheaters.
They burnt my board,
Erased my pixels.
I can't revolt,
But you can fix me.
No doubt, you'll do.
You want to save me.
You say you'll cure
Me from my hatred.
Are you a fool?
Are you a healer?
Are you a tool
To mend my feelings?
24/10/2018
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem