Trick or treat love or hate?
A demons lie an angels fate
Dare me now to kill a dream
stab the rose to blow off steam.
Snickering stars burning bright
witches cackle in the night.
An evil deed a curse is made,
for a piece of candy your soul to trade.
With games and fun all is eager
while the promise of love grows weaker.
Trick or treat fear or pain?
With very second the red will stain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem