I loathe that your a part of my ghost
Burning like an broken lamppost
Feathers in my skin and coast
I want to flay it most
Better dead than close
Lay in the roast
Burn in oast
My boast
Ghost
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
5 stars for creativity! However, I can't quite tell what the message is that this poem is trying to get across. I you wish would you please enlighten me?