Because I was wing broken.
Because someone cheated on my batteries.
Because someone stole kind air in a violent violin sick way.
Because they were not human 
and hurt the best feelings on a special 
bloody dove day.
Hearts are not toys I say! 
But take time to rebuild and learn how to once again teddy bear play.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem