i wish it was you!
can't you see me in the mirror?
yes, you i am talking to a life with no figure..
see...i have a mind you cant read.
wheres there is times where i wish you could read.
see? i wish it was you...
you know..the one that could open the box full of love letters..
that my heart dedicated to you..
i'd always wished that you one day would take me under the moonlight and feel the bliss of the night.
your biggest mistake was losing a heart..
the mirror doesn't lie in any way.
it reflects a murderer.
you stand with no shame
LOOK AT YOUR SELF!
you stand with the blood of your juliet,
stains on your shirt proves your guilt.
murderer..murderer..murderer!
i believed that your love was real..
as the mirror reflects your true being.
the blood drips down your hands onto the knife.
the steel knife is your slient accomplice of your wrongdoing.
seeing yourself sitting infront of your other shadow
shows your illness.
you killed her because she was the first woman who stole your heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good description of a revenger who's trying to take revenge of his stolen heart. thanks for sharing