Your companion’s got you in handcuffs.
She reads you your rights, or so she calls them.
You’re placed behind bars, there’s no escape.
You had your chance, but now it’s too late.
The interrogation begins.
You’ve lost! There’s no way you can win!
She proceeds to brainwash you.
You tell yourself that you’re doomed!
And that you are!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
awesome poem man your very good at this...