I do not want you
Or your shadow
But since you are here
My welcome is always alive
Beast or beggar
You shall have the space of your own
in my heart
I keep you green
In my heart
I keep you smooth
in my heart
I keep you with smile
With a dagger
death will be fated.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Some people deserve that or worst, nicely said.