My heart is yours
Yours to keep,
You should have known
I wouldn’t seek
Another girl,
To take your place
So why did you lose faith?
I taught myself,
To rise again,
And fight,
Until the very end.
My sword is raised
And then you saw
That I was here
To save you All.
Now I’m dead
You miss me so
Now you wonder
Oh where’d you go?
I live in your heart,
Your soul,
Your mind,
And maybe one day,
You’ll find,
A love as good as mine.
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I would like to translate this poem
Never as good as yours...