Cover up my face
With a smoke screen
So you wouldn't see
The blood tears
Cover up my skin
With the robes made of armour
Which you can't pierce through
Cover up my heart
So it could not sense you no more
So it no longer would beat for you no more
So that it may shrivel up and leave me
Cover me up,
With white fabrics of death
So that I may cease to live
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem