This is a poem I came up with
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
आप कहा you'd always प्यार me
a rope of प्यार wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
आप took my दिल and played with it
and now my दिल does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish आप had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at आप
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain आप gave me and make a different pain stronger.
The pain is far greater
the pain is almost blinding
आप कहा you'd always प्यार me
a rope of प्यार wrapped around me, a binding
But now I know the truth
You're nothing but a fake
आप took my दिल and played with it
and now my दिल does nothing but ache
I wish to hear your voice again
I wish आप had never hurt me
for now I can't even look at आप
without having to turn and flee
This pain has gotten worse
I can't stand it much longer
but if I take a blade....
I can take the pain आप gave me and make a different pain stronger.
Again I own absolutely nothing, and I do hope आप smile laugh and get inspired because those are just wonderful feelings and it's the purpose of all of this.
Enjoy!
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the कॉनवर्स store अगला door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say भेड़ वैंपायर Rock on them. Yeah, I प्यार the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with भेड़ that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into भेड़ वैंपायर that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of कोक left from an साल पूर्व shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or आप shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?