I wish i could take a clock, and return trough time.She is beautiful, she is an angel, she has a great heart, but now I feel alone. I feel that a part of my heart is missing, maybe my whole heart. I cry, expecting for tears to clean my soul, but no, it poisons my soul. Life just tought me a lesson, but in the bad way.
good bad ugly indifferent these are the ways of the school of hard knocks lessons sear our souls
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are so human.... we all have been warned not to make the mistakes we makes.... but the greatest lessons no warnings will ever make you learn... life is your only teacher for this... and it's only in the bad way.