On the flimsiest of paper
I write from my heart
As a gun shot pieces the air
We met only briefly
But we each knew our heart
A wounded soldier cries
Our dreams for the future
Briefly built in our hearts
My companion alongside sighs then dies
The world is on fire
Like the passion of two hearts
The canon flash lights up the night
If these lines ever reach you
Then it's the last beat of my heart
The quietening of a drum
You lightened my life, if only briefly
But now a bullet has separated our hearts
I slip into a long sleep
I feel the warmth of your kiss
The beat of your heart
Time to move on now with just one heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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