Still your memory haunts me,
as i lay with someone new.
And a kiss good-bye and a thank you,
is the best that i can do.
Still my heart is aching,
Such a fool my friends say.
But i still keep a candle burning,
for the one that got away.
Still my life is empty,
as my days roll onto one.
And i hope your feeling proud of you,
of the damage you have done!
For even if we make it up,
my heart will not forgive,
it needs some time to heal it's wounds,
and still you've none to give...
sounds vvveeeeerrrrrrrryyyyy familiar! ! !
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I would like to translate this poem
Strong poem... guys can b jerks sometimes... wel most of da time anyway. Love ur work, keep writing: -)