The essence of betrayal
Is a bittersweet contrast
To the scent of loyalty
When to your love I fall
Guilty of a passionate crime
To which no remorse is paid
Punishable only by heartache
Send away the purity
Kiss the naive nature goodbye
For this maturity has no boundries
It's borderline insanity
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I would like to translate this poem
Wow.again another short poem...but yet complex with many facets to it.Your writing style is really kool! I love that you don't need to write alot to get your point across. Take care of U. Shelley