our love is a fairy tale
its a dream its not real
if you told the story you'd fail
because no one would know how much i feel
to me this is a nightmare
you made me feel so bad
do you even care
you were the one who went mad oh so sad
although he is gone, away from my life
you still pulled out a knife
and cut yourself until the end
my dear friend were we ever friends
i am conflicted in this these words u write..may be it is just me, why would one speak to another with out the hope of hand to gain, ..iip.it is just me i am sure..you are a good poet..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is beautiful your a lot better then you give yourself credit 4: D