Red lips smeared across her face 
Bruised and swollen all over 
Tears running down her face 
Escape! Escape! Escape! 
Her life is flashing by her like a old movie 
Will this torture ever end... Is this the end? 
Where is the necklace? It fell into the bushes 
Run! Run! Run! It's time to escape this torture and 
Run free from all this pain...                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    