Watching my tears fall
Hearing my voice call
Grown tired of hearing that for so long
You can not really be gone
Everyday is a fight
But I was happy with your might
Now everyday I am yearning
My forest is burning
That does not matter
You always showed a bigger matter
You are still guilty of the crime
I searched for you all the time
I will not admit that my heart is crying
My mind is lying
I am too stubborn to allow
I would never give up my hope now
Take me away forever
She does not have the same memories now or ever
I know me
I do not let go of the tree
What I love about this the most
Will be my obvious ghost
I do not expect them to look inside of me
You are just fighting for a key
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