little black mirror doesn't show anything
which would leaked in her eye was
mirroring in him black it is a glass eye as
vampires they are draining and not exist
by nothing they are charging and growing
in one after another in a third and in the
next I'm blinking numb mirror as
temptation blackening as expression I
loathe the mirrors loves you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem