blood stains my heart
and takes aways my love
blood stains my eyes
and takes away my images
blood stains my soul
and takes aways my power
blood stains my tears
and takes away my pain
blood stainsmy mind
and takes away my thoughts
blood stains me
like the sorrows that stains me
blood stains my death
and takes away my life
my blood is my end
but does any one care.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes we care Count Dracula, but the first thing we need is some bleach to get rid of all those blood stains.