I Cry For Wishing I Never Had Met You
I Cry Just To Cry
I Cry For The People Who Have Died
I Cry For The Man Who Tried To Save My Life
I Cry In The Shower So No One Can Hear My Slowly Die
Crying is the only thing i can do
From heart break to healing
From Cutting to Breathing
Its Just a way of life
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I would like to translate this poem