The people danced to the sound of your heart.
The world sang along to it falling apart.
As if it had been created.
Thought out.
And written.
She was certain that fate was with him and everything was predestined.
Destined by god.
For a purpose.
A fate.
Where god has eternally.
Chosen you.
For me to save.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem