Left a rift thru my heart the day you departed.
Sealed the deal the day we parted.
These last years seemed thwarted by the broken hearted.
Looking at the clouds.
Helps me in my quest for everlasting Granting.
Thought you would have some honor but alone you wander.
No need to get close you know thy breath will never again feel wronger.
I produce Magic words from the bitter mind of the younger!
I no longer need too read cause i see.And the blurry visions of you and me
Could never be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem