the red on the ground
the smell in the air
clashes with the moon and makes me sick
the colors blend
making a bueatiful sight
that is also horrible
but you can't look away
the body
the moon
the wind
and the rain
all together in one
for one last thing
to say goodbye
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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