A punishment well deserved,
This punishment of love.. I have been served,
Upon plate your heart is placed,
You stare into crimson eyes,
as you hold such a bloody knife,
Dripping with disgust You tell me to eat,
You want me to consume your love,
But I'm incapable...
I want not such savory delectation's,
I need not consume, to hold it,
I need not feel, to love it.
This punishment of consumption,
has consumed me.
wow that is very deep i can tell you love to potray your emotions very well and i am very glad that you are my friend my darling Crimson Love
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I would like to translate this poem
Hey are you vixen! What a crafty writing. You have the punch power of Tyson and spring action of Machel Jackson! hey i adorn with a crown made of flowers dear teen sensation! Great going! 10++++++++++ Crimson Love..............