Dieing of a broken heart
You stomped on my chest
Until it bleed, our memories lead
To wishful thinking
The wind blows to wash my tears away
I ask God please take this pain away
But my thoughts remain the same
Slowly in going insane
My heart aches
I'm in need of clinic aid
But no one knows how to mend a heart
Thts broken in half
So I'm swallow my pride, and hope this feeling dies, without taking a part of me with it
So I'll let the time pass, to heal my swollen wounds never again will I let my heart choose
to fall in love with you
dear poet, your broken heart.. its a nice thought.. best wishes..
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I would like to translate this poem
i really like this poem it shows that you really liked this person. watch spelling otherwise it was a great poem