The air I breathe
The tears I cry
The blood I bleed
Were things you cherished
Once you left I lost my will to live
So here I lay
The scent of decay surrounding me
Heavy in the air it hangs
Like a shadow, death waits for me
Like a vulture it watches
And slowly I die from the inside.
Mi Amore....
why have you left me...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem