The antithesis stares—
a reflection
She screams,
monotony, monotony, monotony
Vehement stares—
my emphatic heart
She screams,
expiate, expiate, expiate
I will never survive
as a demure woman
She screams,
nothing, nothing, nothing
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I would like to translate this poem
Very fine poem. I really like it. Bien!