You broke my heart then the expect me to fix it,
look what you have done..
there is ducktape holding my heart together,
bandads help stop the bleeding,
paroxide to kill the infection,
and ice to heal the burns....
but some how i still see and feel the scars left and thay will not heal!
Time will heal all wonds but the scars will always be there! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem