To pieces
my soul
is falling
cannot I be
so loved
My love
I miss
to much
I am alive
only to love
if so love
is given
back
Now it is
that I am
shaking
the pain
my
soul
is on
fire
The hole
within my
soul is
now
the queen of pain & the first shrike
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It would be biased if I commented now