I knew a girl.
I can't remember her name.
But whatever pain you cause her would be inflicted
back on you.
She was a young,
curly haired, curious girl.
She look as if she'd transfered
So much pain to people,
that she was just waiting to cause more harm,
but i knew not to try.
I can't remember where i met her.
Last time I saw her,
was in the mirror.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem