We lost the heart
when love fell apart
and everything seemed to stand still
a simple affair
that was going nowhere
a tragic attraction
with no satisfaction
just rolling along
with all feelings gone
that we couldn't fix
without all the bits
pride held our hands
and avoided a glance
so we hung our heads
knowing it was all dead
and went our own way
with nothing to say.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow. :)