The look upon ur face is a sign of pure disgrace.
Taken from a place so tender, to a place u never wanna face.
Lurking in this hurt body is a woman without pace.
Running through the darkness which has no sign of light.
Taken into a hole put pressure on ur heart. Hurt, torn, broken and in despair.
Ur love is deep, u don't wanna leave.
Just to see a smile would be a present to u.
Thinking this is wrong you close ur eyes and pray.
'god help me now is all I ask for I love my mum or forva will fear'
Hoping this was heard from afar u wait like a child for Santa clause.
Will it be afar or close to ur heart, we don't know.
But I pray for ur heart, to be foreva with hers.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem