She's dead on her feet
She's been gone
Her soul knocks
But her body never answers
Her heart cries
But she doesn't shed a tear
She sits there
Reading the book
That used to be her life
All the promises that have been broken
The hearts that have gone cold
There is nothing
She is nothing
Just a fill of space
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem