He let blood flow steadily
In his hands,
He held her life in his mouth
Though she couldn't understand,
He was frighteningly comforting
Though he was cold as winter,
She struggled to fight his abnormally tight grip
But all he did was bend her,
And when all else failed....she let go of reality and found herself slipping into his gaze....I tried to fight back...but couldn't.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's alirght... it lacks consistent flow... but other than it's pretty good..