Who is this person,
Who’s sitting right here?
Is she a friend?
Or an enemy?
The glow around her is so soft
And her voice heals all
But why can I only see her?
Why am I the alone?
I’ve know her once before,
But I can’t remember
She laughs at my innocence, and
Helps my pain
But is she a friend?
Or an enemy?
This silk gloved angel
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem