I swallow pride,
I swallow guilt,
I swallow everything he spilt.
I wipe away the remnants of,
What is left of both our love.
I swallow all that is not seen,
I swallow every broken dream,
I swallow when I want to scream,
This by itself is magic.
I swallow if just for his likes,
I swallow and it’s tragic.
PYT you swallow every broken dream, you swallow when you want to scream, this by itself is magic... you are my favorite...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow nice you have alot of gift