You and I were two liars;
We burned ourselves in our fires.
Our love and hate collided inside;
We both tried hard to hide.
Your angelic look had an evil beneath;
Inside, you were armed to teeth,
And I was that naive boy
Who was nothing but your toy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
if you had been as naive as you say how could you have been liar.the naive one wont tell lie.LOL great job~nb