My heart like a toy,
To that special boy.
It was all destroyed,
But I have no choice.
Tears waitin to dry,
Over with all those lies.
They are runnin from behind,
Just like rainin from the sky.
There's no air for me to beathe.
Inside my skin, split to pieces.
No point in regrettin, how can it be forgetten?
He just did it again, it took my breathe..
Nov,2008
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow, this is really good. It flows nicely, your word choice is awesome. I especially love the second stanza. Such a perfect simile.