A dagger
Deep within
Your spine,
It splinters pain
Into your mind,
And only dissapears
With time.
OUCH! ! ! ! ! Sandra, what disappears, the dagger or the pain? If the pain disappears then you have become stardust, they could name a new star after you Sosborne. Just having fun. H
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I would like to translate this poem
That would be rejection Herbert. Been a long day.