Betrayal is beautiful,
It is in the beauty of the sword
And how it is gracefully stuck into your back.
Even though it might hurt for a while you can help
but to look at the gracefulness of how the betrayer betrayed you!
There beautiful plan to get behind your walls,
how they gently calm up and help you break them down,
how the dance across the land mines you planted,
how they mysteriously cut though the barb wire you place so
expectantly that no one would make it that far,
how they pose so angelic as the plunged the sword str8 into you heart,
piercing even the soul,
as they walked away with everything crumbling around you
and yet you can't seem to give up,
you can't go though a day with out that angelic smile,
the movement in there ways!
You can't help but to LOVE the Betrayer!
daang that was impressive! good work kitty lol. keep it up miss vixen: D
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You can't help but to LOVE the Betrayer! A good satire!