she looks like a vampire
black hair, black dress
pale skin, red lip stick
she has scars on her arms
she doesnt care who sees them
she is fasinating
I want to ask her if it hurt
If it felt good when she saw the blood
I asume she did it to herself
her scars are beautiful
I want to touch them
but I sit and do nothing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one I think shows what a good poet you may be; straight observation.