Once again those vultures tried to separate me
From my love and future wife to be
They made her shed another precious tear
On our anniversary of one year
Time and time again they attack our love
As if they are some Godly power from up above
Each time they rip another piece of her heart
When she didn't have that much to start
She had my heart before I realized it was mine
She is the woman that God thought of when I was designed
My heart my soul and my only desire
She was the first and last to set my world on fire
Yet those damn vultures reached into my chest
And attempted to rip my love from my breast
This very moment they are yanking at the chain
At each and every pull the pain is insane
Yet broken and bleeding I hold on
And I will continue until my life is gone
I'll hold on to her at my dying breath
And I'll on still long past my death
I wouldn't let go of her even if I could
But who in there right mind would?
I almost croed reading this, i'm fighting back the tears..this is a heartfelt beautiful poem that i truly enjoyed. ~ Love Mrs. Wingfield
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful perfection in those piece... nice.