She used to be that girl
Green hair
Naive smile
A limpid soul, and
Faith so cogent
Mother used to sit by her
Preaching,
Her eyes gloomy,
In a satin voice
So motherly.
That white altar..
Used to be her wishing star
Deluded, stolen
Too ambitious
She's sorry
Today her body lies
In the red light
Swayin' the wrong dance
Walkin' on a twisted path
She can't go back
nice way to express the things happened in these days towards girls..... lovely dear.....10++ thanks
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I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem dear poet