Terrible mind sings a song of love
I miss those blissful memories
and all those tragic love song melodies
I drink away my last regrets
with blood stains on my cigarettes
we could do those things that boys and girls do so well
so how about we make secret, I won’t tell
in the end you could really make shiver
but your with him, damn that quiver in my heart
Written by: Ben Krouskop
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem