Here's the poem. What do bạn think?

tình yêu me...
Don't...
Hate me...
Don't...
Touch me...
Don't...
Hurt me...
Don't...
Save me...
Don't...
Rape me...
Don't...
It's the same now,
whenever i see the emptiness
in your eyes,
this coldness in your eyes
is killing me,
but your hands are still warm...
And i know,
oh i know my tim, trái tim still
belongs to you,
and bạn hate me,
oh bạn hate it...
bạn hate my pure love,
but your hands are still warm...
And i want you,
oh i still want you,
but i'm scared,
oh i'm scared,
and now i see,
oh i see the emptiness in your eyes,
this coldness in your eyes
is killing me,
but bạn don't care,
you'll tear my soul over and over again,
and bạn hate me,
oh bạn hate me,cause i tình yêu bạn so,
oh i hate my pure love,
and you're smiling to my pain,
and now i see the emptiness
in your eyes,
but your hands are still warm...