Everything was great,
Everything was good,
From my head to my feet,
Then changed the mood,
The entire room,
In which I lie,
Turned to doom,
When I cry,
Cause my angel deserves to die,
After the turn went wrong,
I sit there,
The kiss of someone who did not belong,
Do I dare?
To stand up to fight,
With no flare,
After all my life is as dark as night,
I still lie in my room,
Trying to change my mood,
From the doom and gloom,
Turn it to a good mood,
But I still lie,
Trying not to cry,
Cause my angel deserves to die
Underneath the hover flies,
Where I commit a self righteous suicide,
All because my angel deserves to die,
And that one last kiss,
Was the end of all this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ummm...the line is from the song choupsey...but anyways you made good use of it...