leave me nothing but a shadow of the past, a scroll
that showed me the real me, the me in you and the
wants in me to the things of what is to be a little god
in every way
please don't look at me with an angelic face with a
Devil’s shadow, screwing my soul where the dungeon
of hell awaits on my body's fumes of flame languishing
though out eternity
may the rainbow sprinkle its teardrops of the breathing
soul of my heart and melt the wondering soul in the
abyss of eternal flame be healed in the oasis of sweet
melody of your heart
take and retake the beacon of my heart, a broken piece
that will remember the real me, a reflection of the beauty
of the yesteryear of my life of where I always value the
essence of knowing nothing than me
may the angel of darkness cease to come with his
angelic face in a devil shadow of eternity and leave my
life to reach the shadow of the rainbow of where I
may see the beautiful person I use to be
come to my heart and leave not to the temptation of
my soul my dear Lord and rescue me in thy devil's fire
Amen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem