A heart is breaking,
A heart is crumbling,
it's screaming in its unbearable pain.
My heart is crumbling.
A heart is crumbling.
It's lacking out on love.
Reminiscence's arising from its smashed pieces.
My heart is lacking out on love.
Suffering in agony and misery
's my poor sickened little heart.
There's no more room to handle and fight
in my poor sickened little heart.
Albeit, my heart's not breaking.
It's vanishing in height's thin air.
It goes where hope kindles its soul,
where its aporetic being is loaded with a sole
remain of delusive imagery,
of faux jewels of dreams,
of lifeless breath of love.
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A/N (not sth one would expect with poetry :D) :
This and the next two songs have '(a translation)' written beside their titles because the originals were written in Slovenian language. If there are any Slovenians here interested in reading the originals, I'll gladly post them, too.
And again, thank you so much for reading ^^ ♥ Love you :)
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A COLLECTION OF POETRY
PoesíaHello everyone! :) This is my poetry collection and I decided to publish it so I can let all these unspoken words and feelings out of the constricting walls of my computer and phone :D I started writing poems when I was still in high school and they...
