The beautiful wreck,
now a distant speck,
burns my mind
and I can't find
a way to make it go,
it brings me low.
My once buoyant heart,
now torn apart,
by highs and friends,
once together to all ends,
now it will never be
except inside of me.
the beautiful wreck. I like it. thanks. good write. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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I would like to translate this poem
i lyke it a lot! ! ! ! !