My tim, trái tim is full of pain my life is full of hate I don't know what 2 do when I see her face she has hurt me so bad she has ruined what we had I want to call her my sister but I can't its hard 2 explain when it comes 2 this I hold back what I feel I hold back all my tears she will not change she never will be the same :'(
This is a poem that I wont about my sister yes ik its pretty harsh but. I was in a really dark place when I wont this and it was what I was feeling at the time xin chào what can I say I write down what I feel let me know what u all think about it
This is a poem that I wont about my sister yes ik its pretty harsh but. I was in a really dark place when I wont this and it was what I was feeling at the time xin chào what can I say I write down what I feel let me know what u all think about it
