My heart bleeds,
my mouth is dry.
I'm blinded from
the violent stream of tears
that roll down my cheeks.
I cannot hear
for I am deafened by the sound of my heart
pumping so loudly.
It screams for you.
I swear I can change!
Still,
I stand here;
Watching you watch me being left here,
Alone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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