Dyed hair, fair skin, breathing the wrong air
Faking a smile that's been there for a while
A beautiful flower with the wrong roots
The bloody razor made the secret mind tamer
Kissing the scars down her arms
Took down her armor with one survivor
They fell as one, it was finally done
The battle over with no winner
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great poem, like it, a great write.