Broken Token Poem by Deana(Felicia) Dotterweich
Broken Token
Spinning, Swirling,
Round and Round.
My mind is twirling,
I fall to the ground.
My heart is broken,
I am weak.
I’m not your special token,
I'm not the one you seek.
Verry good poem. You brought the feeling of life spinning that love gives me, you did well.
I am Fully German :) my grandma came to America when she was little
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/16/2024 3:37:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
thank you :)