Crawling beneath my skin-
With wounds that won't heal...
A way of how I fall...
Hurt and confused by you and all...
You have broken me
My little hearts trust-
Into shredded dust
the battle you won
And with it my broken hearts dreadness
Never will I belong to you
As I would rather die
Cutting deep, and bleed to a slow death
As you will sream to the world-
Telling them how you broke my heart...
Telling of your cold heart, so mean
That you ment to broke my heart...
Kissing my icy lips and let me die
Tell them about my brokeness-
And shall you ever regret...
Your unfaithfull lie
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I would like to translate this poem