blood drips slowly from the lips of a killer a dark moment when time stops eyes piercing through a beam of light suddenly darkness and despair turn into light the blood is pure the taste is precious slowely licking the crimson red from where the tongue touches the bright pink lips light enters the soul and finds the heart blackend heart the light sees through finding a nerve making the body convulse a transformation occurs turning darkness into all that is pure and good eternal eyes watching as the darkness fades into oblivian leaving behind a miraculous creation meloncoly flows through the fresh dry air disolving in the suns natural glow a new man appears from a once worn outcarcus of his past.
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I would like to translate this poem
I love this! Great description. Keep it up: P