Loving past hurts so much.
Heaven was so near, but you couldn't touch.
Warm butterflys around the heart glowing.
fresh air in lungs flowing.
Breathing the rose's of blossom.
She walks away.
Your head begins to sway.
Heart stops beating.
Soul is heavely eatten.
Blood taste like poison.
Organs dieing.
Tears off crying.
World stops.
Life beigins.
Hell not heaven.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very direct bro really good read very well put.