as th shodow grows closer i try to run harder i pant and pant
but i know i havent goten eney farther i yelp as i feel a steel bar wrap
around my waist you think you can get away from me he says
you gave it a good try now its time for you to die he gives my
quivering lips a peck befor he gives me the
kiss of death.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmm interestin and fine poem