Stolen Hearts Poem by Elle Lazarus
Stolen Hearts
Its going to rain, its going to fall.
The most innocent of them all.
The sky is crying on her tombstone, her soul.
Ill never get back what she stole.
A heart beats painfully, it beats slowly.
I keep wondering, 'If only, if only.'
My heart was stolen, my heart was broken.
It was a symbol of Love's token.
You stole my heart, im losing my mind.
I'm slowly becoming blind.
Its going to rain, its raining blood.
The sky is crying for whom she loved.
Its raining Blood. I have to think more about this poem. There is more to it then meets the eye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 12:35:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
your poetry blows me away! ! ! i think it is very different from others and its amazing how you can do that. you make it different and still pull me in and makes me want to read more and more! ! ! amazing job. keep it up