Love is for the weak to pray on the strong
and the strong to make the weak weaker,
There's no such thing as everlasting love
cause it's all in your imagination,
Whats in your head shall pass to the next thought
and that thought to the next,
Who ever said love is in your heart had a big imagination,
Love is just for the weak to pray on the strong
and the strong to make the weak weaker
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its a fact....... skillfully described.......