to see the lil rb
to put it into your hands
to squeeze it real soft
to let a peice of myself die
to see it the way i do
to put it into the hands of the unknown
to show you what its worth
to truely feel the way i do
to see it the way i do
to then show it to you
to show a physical sign
to tell how i feel
to tell you bout the knots in my skin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem