Love.
What is it?
I don't know.
Was it the feeling we felt?
Now it's a heartbroken glass.
The glass was standing strong.
It's shattered now.
Into a billion pieces.
On the ground lying.
Waiting to be glued back together.
It want's to stand tall and proud.
But it's broken.
That's me.
I'm shattered.
On the ground lying.
I'm broken.
So what's love.
Can't explain it.
It's everything.
Love.
I loved.
it's everything love. I loved. most beautiful. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I would like to translate this poem
nice piece emotional, and moving love...