Without the bond
of intimacy
no romantic
attachment would be
if there is nothing to betray
nothing can be betrayed
no false promises conveyed
Living a filthy lie
The dream is nothing
but a nightmare
From the beginning
to the very end
There is nothing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dorsey, such a good poem👍👍👍