if i died
will you cry?
and if your life falls apart
will you pick it up
and restart?
were is the last of me?
the last of my heart.
lost in time along with,
you.
every second wasted,
is a part of me that is
healed.
but what i hide from you
is the blood seeping from my eyes.
nothing is good
in my eyes any more.
you and i
you and him?
for ever and always....
emo till the day we die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem