you can't feel the paing i feel
you killed yourself big deal
my broken heart you can't steal
the one thing i have is strong will
it's me you won't kill
you take all these useless pills
you stood still
it brought you thrill
i'll have to pay the bill
the things you see aren't even real
but i still love you
your like a dove
you fly free
right up next to me
your smile i want to see
your like a graceful honey bee
it takes two to love you but i'd make it three
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem