Weep not for my heart,
Yet it weeps for me,
That all I can do
Is stare at She.
Does she know that I'm here?
Does she know that I care?
'Til the day she is mine,
I shall sit here and stare.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Don't worry, you can do it I believe in you...! ? ! ? WTF! ? ! ? ! MY AGE IS 2006 WTF AM I SOME KIND OF ELF THING WTF IS GOING ON! ? ! ? ! ? ! ? !