Sin (poem)

Now my only survival means
Deliver you from this sin.
When I ran away with others like cowards,
You will not be released.

Sin is the most venomous snake on earth!
She entered the bedroom house in the bedroom--
I have to live, love you.

Your insults are filled with astonishment.
You have to clean,
My drops are bathed in tears.

One day you will really come back to love in your mind.
On that day my body will be blue to your sin, in bed,
If you call love, I will not respond.