And there's a gap in my heart.
Friends are no more,
The love bird is shot.
You told me you loved me, but you like her.
What use are words that have no meaning?
The lips are silent,
The hands are cold.
Why not just leave me alone?
There's an akward silence.
It hangs in the air.
And here I take a bow,
As the worst pimp takes a stand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice piece...i enjoyed reading it. Thanks...