The blood drips like the red poppies all over the mountain. Red like fire, burning everything and the whole heart.
I smiled at your panic, and my soul gradually pulled away. I wanted to see your faces clearly, but I couldn't. I said enough, I wanted to rest, never suffer such pain again, and closed my eyes peacefully. Who panicked the whole person, who cried and shouted that he didn't want me to leave. Who is it that cursed me viciously? If I don't wake up, I will be buried in this world for thousands of years. I don't want it, I'm just tired. Please don't let me leave so uneasily, I don't want it