Her heart is not of rubies,
Not of diamonds, nor of gold.
Her heart is not of ice
Yet her heart is just as cold.
It isn't made of happiness,
Of anger, nor of tears.
Her heart is made of crystal glass
And is shattering from fears.
nice poem, , , , , , , , , Her heart is made of crystal glass And is shattering from fears, ' i like this line'..............Thanks a lot
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I would like to translate this poem
very nice i love it...make me gratful i have something to make me happy