Slowly it starts
Yet quickly it spreads.
I am infected,
A strange disease…
A fatal attraction to cuteness you see.
A cursed blessing, which draws me
To my perfect poison-
Inevitably
Where she shall kill me,
And I do so ignorantly answer the sirens call.
Softly with her words she shall kill me,
I know she will,
She’ll kill me well.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow a lot of emotion, good work!