When my heart let my tears fall
I had no word for how many there was on the floor
I was making a lake
Of all my tears
And when the sun comes
I will be erased
Erased from you
From your heart
And you will never think of me ever again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Imagery galore, it's a small poem that cuts deep