Ten years dead
But the rain still hurts.
Ten years dead
But warm tears still stream down my face.
Ten years dead
But my wounds still bleed.
Ten years dead
But I can still hear my past clearly.
Ten years dead
But I still long for love.
Ten years dead
And still nobody misses me
wow! I'll say that's a very good poem there, ten years dead yet still breathing I see.
This is real good. Very creative. I love this thing because of the ending. We have a writer here with a lively mind. GW62
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent work, Trixie - lovely twist at the end, too.