I am nothing in your eyes
A name without a face
A simple lapse of judgement
A mouth without a taste
I am just another day
I was a body you could boast
I am the night you drank away
I am the taste you miss the most
I was the glisten in your eye
The girl with a pretty face
The dove whom had to fly
I am your Greatest Mistake.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi jessy, What was you thinking about when you wrote this poem. For some reason the relationship between your poem and my thoughts grasp the lost of that special someone. Wonderful poem.