Posted in Love, Poetry


I’ve got a wound inside my heart
Since i love you and i’m hurt
My heart is really torned apart
I didn’t know where to stop.
Am i this martyr to let my love be part
Of your life from the start
I really do love you my sweetheart
And tried to control the breaking on my heart.
The wound bleeds everytime i heard
Some news that was unclear
I do hope that it’s not true
Coz’ my life is there with you.
The wound that i have
Would heal and have a scar
The hurt deep inside
Will be buried and die.


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