Can I keep it?
I have no heart to let him go.
If the doubly happiness in my mind for him.
I feel relieved.
but if there are two bullets wounds.
Face him next moving.
How could I take it?
If the four bullets just through the chest at once.
I should be dead in a minute.
But I guess...I would be sincere..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Poet, Brave you are to bear all.