lust is lust and love is love
until you riped my heart out with a glove
riped it, smushed it and ground it down
now i look like a clown
with the said eyes and tears running down
i hope every time you see me you get a frown
i thought i loved you but now i know
that it was lust and never love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Relationships are difficult.. especially when they end. Hope your heart is able to mend soon.