you say'dont beat yourself up' i say'babe its to late' and then we go go our seperate ways. I said i loved you, and i ment it. I still do. 'Hun, ive been bruised and scarred...but never broken'. never have i felt this pain before. and now you see me and my sores now help me...i miss you.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem