LanguageA Poem by KillerI had been thinking about the languages . i love each one. Tho different. I also through in loveI listen to these words Not understanding the speech It kept me guessing about what i heard I need you to teach
"My beautifull lilro!" Its rich exotic sound made me weak. "Me amour, Comment pouvez-vous fuir?" Even though it was bleak. "Amore, e necessario per un soggiorno!"
I must finish my work. It couldn't even hurt Now my need to speak the languages that they teached!
" Mi hermano guapo,No puedo quedarme porque tengo planes!" I cannot live my life, a cheater! "Mon amour de ma s"ur, je dois te laisser partir! Je ne vais pas voler l'homme d'une autre femme!" You have to meet her! "Non posso devo andare!"
I'm in love with america! The hail of all of you combined.
© 2012 KillerAuthor's Note
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