the trees shed their secrets
the snow covers the gardens
i feel so cold
so keep telling me those lovely little lies
about how you love me so
how i am the only one for you
But now i have reached the cold, hardened ground
My hands and feet buried in the cold snow
the death of the flowers led to the death of you and me
No sun to shine
no more lovely little lies
i breathed through you
now i am choking
my hands shake
my heart aches
all because you and your lovely little lies
wow tht is very deep it taks about how a man has used u and then throw u away like u where nothing he kept feeding lies and then it was his turn to die and i mean tht in the litature sense
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I felt the pain. Well portrayed!