Broken
Broken, voiceless, lost in disarray, gathering shards of this heart’s decay. I breathe, though it’s a fleeting ray, I wait, in shadows of dismay. Broken, soulless, … Continue reading Broken
Broken, voiceless, lost in disarray, gathering shards of this heart’s decay. I breathe, though it’s a fleeting ray, I wait, in shadows of dismay. Broken, soulless, … Continue reading Broken
Rota, sin voz ni garganta… Recogiendo los pedazos de este quebrado corazón… Respiro, que no es poco… Espero, que es peor… Rota, sin alma ni capa, … Continue reading Rota
You broke her life, and one after another… You battered the soul, from whom grew up and did not understand… whom you only gave tears… Moan of … Continue reading Broken lives