I gave you my heart,
you coloured it black and,
gave it back to me,
all dead inside
love can do such harm.. i hope your alright. once again.. nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Put both your hands together, point them under your chin and repeat these words, 'Forgive me for my weakness, make me stronger and wiser, make me whole again, dear Lord' Tomorrow will be a new day and your heart will be in a better place...