visit who i am from confidence to self doubt. my inner being depicted by the one. no less perfect than god himself, yet dwells among the world. her heart bleeds for the cold blooded sins her dionysus has committed in twisted ideals of redemption, of cursed blood that corses through his veins, b ut the savior of his heart is no more than the selfless love she so humbly gives him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem