I don’t know why
I have this feeling to die;
Maybe its cause all
I do is think of you…
You grasp my heart
And squeeze it tight;
I don’t have a chance
To even put up a fight;
Maybe its cause all
I do is think of you…
My heart beings to beat so slow
And you still wont let go;
What will it take…
For you to stop?
My death is near
And all I get is a dry tear;
Maybe its cause all
I do is think of you…
It finally has come, the
Last heart beat hit the drum…
Definitely agreeing with John here....very fierce romantic. Just try not to get yourself lost......in an abyss where even you can't find yourself.... Take care, Dona
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I would like to translate this poem
It's so sad.I really liked it, it has so much to say