a mistake is just a mistake,
and words mean nothing thereafter,
inside there is a gentle tear,
but the mind is filled with laughter.
my heart goes on,
yet with pain enflicted,
those words down my spine,
of which incripted.
isolated! ia am not free!
as i take those steps on the balcony,
theres that bird of which a tear i shed,
and those painful words i should never have said!
but life goes on,
i cannot denie,
a would full of hope,
with my last and final sigh!
a.j.reeves,12 years, male!
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I would like to translate this poem
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