There's only one passion,
more uncontrollable than love.
A passion that cannot be denied.
A betrayal that cannot be forgiven.
Obsession...
I killed a man I hated today,
but I swear I'm not guilty of the crime.
If we are made in God's image;
then I do not want to pray.
Cos that's what I am
Predestined...
I am the smoke and mirrors.
I know...
...know I'm gonna kill again.
Just don't know when.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem