My heart was filled with so much hate.
It was about to break into a hundred pieces.
My heart would sink when i found out bad news.
News that I knew I couldn't take.
My heart would race when I was nervous.
It would stop when I saw you walk by and I
would have to catch my breathe.
When my heart is about to stop forever it will
still have the fate to keep beating.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this one seems not finished.................to me.................... hehe.