Can't stop thinking about my broken life
Can't stop the tears, Coming out of my eyes
It's like I'm a dead person alive
I'm too numb I can't even move my body
Playing sad songs on and on
I just keep on crying
Can't see any hopes
I'm slowly dying, yet denying
Can't stop thinking about my broken life
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I would like to translate this poem
True......always thinking about my broken dreams and strewn life.....amazing creation.....keep it up :)