What have you done to me?
A black cloud of betrayal as thoughts writhe.
Once we savored heaven,
innocent and untainted,
but your desire drifted away.
A vengeful fever of lies -
drops of blood followed death, following bitterness,
leaving love condemned.
In a storm of hatred,
I condemn you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thought this was good a little short but good...10