IT HURTS THE MOST WHEN YOUR GONE
AND I AM LEFT HOLDING ON
LIKE AND SONG THT PLAYS ON AND ON
MY LOVE FOR YOU WAS STILL STRONG,
I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY YOU LEFT
I GOT THIS BURNING FEELING IN MY CHEST
MY Heart ACHS, WHY WAS I YOUR MISTAKE
I CANT BELIVE I BELIVED YOU WHEN YOU SAID YOU CARED
AND YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE
BECAUSE YOU NOT EVEN IN SIGHT, MAN I LOVED YOU WITH ALL MY MIGHT
PROMISES ARE MENT TO BE BROKE, AND I GUESS I AM LEFT TO FEEL THE HURT
AND THE BURDEN OF KNOWING YOUR GONE
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
PROMISES ARE MENT TO BE BROKE, I AM I GUESS I AM LEFT TO FEEL THE HURT AND THE BURDEN OF KNOWING YOUR GONE.... sad plight.. promises are to be kept alive.. nice poem with good touching words....10