if love is a crime
i want to be the police
i want to chase after love
and if i don't catch her
i will wait on the next chance
as she always comes back,
and if again i don't
I'll follow her home
sneak through the backdoor
ad listen for the voices of
the many a broken hearts
i wont care if she surrenders
as still i will drill lead into
her left chest and watch her
succumb to that familiar pain of a
heartbreak.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow! if love was a crime then all of us would be in love jail. Nice thought