If love is the basis in order to survive,
Would you live in a place filled with heartache?
A fire that burns your heart in the end,
Wound that would never be healed…
Tell me, straight from your heart,
If you can live without someone you love,
To pretend is the hardest part,
Broken heart, victims of love...
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I would like to translate this poem
A sentiment that many people understand. Thanks, Diane. Keep wriring
Thank you sir.