My daughter appears so angelica.
But she is a replica.
Of the pain and hurts of days past,
At last
I know the truth it was her.
The true deceiver!
That shows no remorse for those that she hurts.
No angel is she.
God only knows what she could do to me.
How many more will be fooled by she?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem