No longer will I take my friends for granted
I’m gonna cherish and love them as if they...

Daytime passes,
Night-time consumes...

No longer do I collapse and cry,
No longer do I yearn to whither and die...

I love the way you do your hair
And how it makes my insides tear...

(This isn't actually slang but the other...
I lungamente da morire...

It’s over,
Finished...

A knife to solve his problems
A knife to cause his ending...

Inside a pitch black coffin,
Being lowered down...

You say you fkn love me
And that you fkn care...

For there to be sunlight,
There must be a sun...

I don’t know how to put this,
Or how I should explain...

I have no idea what to write in my poems anymore...
HELP ME...