It's over and i have nothing more to say
I've let go of what has been done...
everything we despised has gone away
we were more of God's disaster
Seasons will pass and i shall no longer
imagine your face nor remember
how i fought for the love i could have sworn
was heaven's last reward..i falter...
the last thing we could ever be..is together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Really good. Angry late night poem? Or just had to vent?