pretty girl sits down,
offers everything to him,
willing to dropp it all
just to be called his.
He sits there,
confesses.
tells her the truth of
the past, the girls.
pretty girl is
beautiful sitting there.
Still, the wounds open,
brusies on her ego
turn to cuts.
yet she can't leave.
'pretty girl is offering
while he confesses
everything' she says.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really beautiful..pleeze read my poem entitle A Simple Story of Sexual Molestation