As I dropp off the edge,
Catch me.
Hold me for an hour,
Then throw me to the ground.
Push me to the bottom of the hole,
Let me fall into your aurora.
Turn up the bass,
Make the dust settle over it.
Open the window,
And let it sigh for me.
Trip over the wall,
Plunge the sword into my desires.
Forget the invisible fire,
And show me the funeral of hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awwwww...it's the sad reality of broken affections in this world...