Hypocrisy never gone loose,
Sadness that cuddles my being,
walked away as sacrifice,
Though miserable wherever,
Look me in the eye and lie,
Seemed like a rule of thumb,
Watch me suffer in heart,
but how could they care?
No matter the sadness,
Keep the sacrifice alive love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ouch That’s deep