There is so much I
can take my dear,
so much I can do
but I fear that all my
power is gone when
I stand here right in front
of you.
My tears turn into waterfalls
my heart hard as stone.
My soul so full
of hatred oh the
fire how it grows.
My death I know it's
coming I can see it in your eyes
when will you stop and
see the fear you put into my
life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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