I am,
a broken down steeple,
look around,
at all the people,
their broken or thier gone,
i wish i could just,
carry on.
I am,
a heart that has been broken,
the word that's never spoken,
i dont know what to say,
i wish their was a way.
If you,
could just save me one more time,
from the war happening,
inside,
the stolen smile,
i hold now,
would simply fly,
fly away.
I'm lost,
where do i go from here,
there's a story,
i'm ready to hear,
just fix me God,
you can,
through you,
there is a plan.
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I would like to translate this poem
this is inspiring great depth, I love it