another child saved the soul
he had opposed the evil to grow without stopping
do not get past me
forget
forget Becky
the misery makes you sick
now forget forget forget
satan knew
that if the hero tries to stop him
he will find his peace of mind hard
he was dementia without stopping
for money
money
my babes
he knew it there in his darkness
he could not stop himself
to mock the sun and all that moves
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well penned poem, Lia..10+++