I don't mind losin my blood, you know?
If I can turn the pain into pleasure,
It'd flows with joy even though it gets destroyed,
But I don't have any choices.
I don't want this suffer to show, you know?
The time without you never goes fast,
It always sharp stings me when it goes so slow.
What hurts the most, do you know?
I just want the pain to flows, you know?
If you just care about me, it will never show.
if you never go, I will not feel cold.
Lovin you, lettin you go, I'd choose both.
18th Dec,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think I do know what you mean. I want to tell you not to lose blood, but I know that I have felt exactly the same way. Turning the pain into pleasure...