Why dose everything that starts has its' end
I had made an illusion that
your love wasn't like that...
But my good luck has ended...
Now I have to suffer
Because without you,
I don't care to live
Today, I'll cry 24 hours
Just for today, I want to cry
I want to take out this feeling that's killing me
I want to cry even if my soul dies..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem