A coloring page without color.
A butterfly with no beauty.
A flower which is dead.
A picture without a memory.
That the way you left me,
It turned my world dark and stormy.
I never saw the light, no matter what.
I even lost my color, my beauty.
You abandon me on the side of the road for better.
A piece of paper with no writing.
A book with no words.
A world with no color.
If you come crawling back, i want you to see the way i saw the world.
When you have had it, find me at my grave, the way you left me.
Dark and alone, my only friend was a pistol.
Next time when you think you have found better, think twice.
Be for you end another young girls life
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem