I'm not run away from you,
I'm runing after you
To kill you this time.
I will trow aut your heart,
And take in my heands
And enjoy the power what I have.
I will blow up your heart in thousend peaces,
Left them in garbith
There he is belong.
Run- run how fast you can,
Hide - then will be more fun,
Close your eyes to not to se me.
You are nothing,
You are only the toy,
You are the shit in my life
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If the poem is written in English it should have been done in a more decent way : better grammar , better choice of words ...
It''s not nice - especially for a girl or a woman - to be rude in the expression ....