ff iets kwijt
 

hate me hurt me, toutch me with your silver words.
can t heal me anymore, think I like you but than I hate you.
don t know what to think of you anymore.
an hour ago i liked you , and know i hate you,
but tomorrow I think i'll like you again.
toutch me, let me bleed, let silver words flow out of me.......

misschien de zinnen wat korter maken, ik kan nu het ritme lastig vinden, maakth et gedicht meteen minder, terwijl het misschien best goed is...