On August 19,2006 my heart was buried in Baltimore,
I will hold my true love never more.
All because of a selfish man,
who has ruined the happiness of my lifes plan.
inside my pain runs so deep,
sometimes the pain awakens me from my sleep.
i will never get to say i do to the man i love,
all i can do is pray to my father above.
al of this pain some I cant endure,
because my heart is buried in Baltimore.
I can never become Mrs.K. Cross,
because i have suffered a terrible loss.
I will daydream of what should have been,
i cant wait until i see my love again.
My heart will always remain sore,
because my heart is buried in Baltimore.
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