On the couch she lay
The knife already put away
She is drowning in her misery
Her pain a mystery
On the couch she lay
Wondering what made her go astray
Why did she throw it all away?
She lost it all with so much to gain
But first she must put the knife away
Forget the remedy
A knife doesn’t bring
Forget the scars she has made
That will never truly fade away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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