They came to hurt,
To make our life miserable.
They came to hurt,
you, and me, and anyone.
They came to hurt,
in ways that you can't even imagine.
They will turn you apart.
How can you be... when you are just half?
How can you be....when you are not yourself?
How can you be....when you are dry of hope?
They came to cut,
this feelings, for sure,
they came to hurt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem