Wounded Heart(Stolen Heart #unpluged Version#) Poem by donald kuutsi

Even if you were poor, even if you were rich all l wanted was to share the same breath, all l wanted is you, to be there for me, to be my solace, to put a smile on my face during the hard times when l will be struggling to make ends meet...

I m still in pain from the sky fall, my heart is still wounded, only if you were by my side l would have recovered well, how do l breath with these deep wound in my heart...how do l breath with a wounded heart like this....

Tori left me in comma, as my thoughts were hanging in ego being tossed by the GRAVITY OF YOUR love, Paida's hands slipped
as l had wounds left by tori, another deep wound in my heart,
ohhh what l m l going to get solace so that l can wake up and open a New Page, still l cant because of the wounded heart