Venom
It runs through your blood it clouds your mind
Its mission is one to capture your soul it's poisonous vines
It brings you to your knees begging and pleading
It will leave you grasping for air and the wound where she bit slowly bleeding
It's inevitable and hard to escape the venom of love and the life it takes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem