If you would listen closely,
I will tell you what I know
Now; that she hate me so much
Cause of my flaws and numskull art
I am not liked by anyone on this site either
Alas; before we met, I was pure
My mind was in plain white
But no one would know
No one would trust me
She inspired me to be a man
And so close; she become my nightmare
On the edge of the moon,
where life flourish like sunflower
Time has change a bit
And now she's gone
After corrupting me with virus 'hate'
My life become a brief thing
My feelings had become a paperback.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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