You know your words
Oh they can hurt me so
They hold a life of their own
And just clicking on your page
My stomach drops and I get queasy
And I stuggle to even click on one so
It makes me sick to my stomach
But you would never see it so
Or tears that hold memory on every word
And somtimes I am split to even click on it
Because of a promise I feel I must so
But really I dont know how to handle it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem wonderful write