These pictures that hang upon my wall
Showing different memories coming from them all
That just seem to fade away
Till there's only pictures left to say
I was happy,
I had fun
My life was perfect
But soon these pictures
Will fade as well
Till there's no memories
No pictures to say
I was happy
I had fun
My life was perfect
Nothing to tell you to keep strong
Nothing to say i love you
Nothing left at all....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem