Something is on my mind,
and it is a dream i planned out for you,
and i know it wasn't what you wanted.
But you must earn the ransom,
like an angel closes her eyes;
spilling tears over the brim of all secrets.
Over a tomorrow that is crippled for life,
and maybe the choice is yours:
A denial i do not mind.
This is very interesting and very deep. Thank you for sharing. Love & hugs, Barbara
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
would like to hear you break this one down for me :)