One side Red
One side Blue
With a Devil's strike it split in two
Wound wide open it starts to bleed
Like an acidic burning orange stream
Chocked on poison, burnt to black
Left to perish in the dark
It's shaped no longer like a heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i really love this poem it feels as if i can just get lost in your poerty shelby