Roses are red with the blood he shed
Violets are blue like the tears I dried
When you left me for the other
I died a little inside.
You haunt me in my dreams
And you chase me with your voice.
I figure in life you choose
But do I have the choice?
I chose to live with the pain
Left when you took my heart,
But now I can say
I've been left in the dark
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like this one the first 2 lines sets the emotion and to me itssaying i loved you ten you left now im dead i reall do like this one