So here i lie with my broken heart
in a little ball and i start to choke
on all my tears that make a part
of the love that is now soaked
why did i fall so quickly for you
why couldnt i just see
i was hoping it would not be true
but you really just dont love me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
tell me about the ball...i am just curious