She was the seal beam to my soul,
Steering sensor to said subject.
She was side to side silver mirror
So solitary and salutatory love
So sweet she was, she suddenly
squirmed and sky-rocked
To someone sunbathing on a sandy
Shallow mind could she be the lining
Sabrin bus service
Surging the soil zone.
Sincere salutations is to the she
friends for her super sublimation
Solution turned from sweet to sooty
She of the heartless soul, she of the
She of the lustful brain, she of the
She of the fake smile, she of the
shameless fake promise,
She of the dirty heart, she of the
Can’t rely on her anymore,
To keep me sane, to keep me happy!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem