No explanation needed, you'll understand. One of my little watercolors to accompany the poem.
Brace yourself, face the fact!
Tragedy is ripping your heart apart.
... ripping you heart apart.
Torn like a paper is your love 'cause death takes it's toll
and your heart is left on that road in wow.
Tragedy has mown him down and death takes it's toll
... takes it's toll.
Another cruciating ache...
I think my heart wil break
... will break.
He was coming to mend it but on the road death spent it
...death spent it.
Atrocious destiny has hit your lovely sire,
the one you desired
... you desired.
My heart, will it survive or close upon my lovely sire
and others who have left me in despair
... in despair.
Oh God, life's despair ! ... No one to share
... no one to share...