Crimson Camellia

You are Crimson Camellia

Before the sun is rising

Dreamt to bloom beautifully

and bautifully surely

But don't bloom,

withered, fell, and rotted

Like a bloody fountain

Your crimes come out

As we live, so most we die

As you commit a crime,

so must you received a punishment

Don't accept a stupid quetion

Why, yes You scattere

In cold blood

I was gonna desperately

become beautifull for them

(LAUGHED AT THEM)

Still, they smiled gently to me

for me, for such me

(DON'T LOOK BACK)

If you say "I need a punishment"

you may rot me so easy

(YOUR MANY FRIENDS)

But, how will you sublime their

desire instead of me

Don't you think so

I am Crimson Camellia

Not as strong as the meaningless blood

rest on my shoulders

That's why my body is red like a blood

That's why i know the pain called "BLOOD"

That's why I want to lose nobody You killed...

In cold blood

I just obeyed common sence

and order for us and them

(LAUGHED AT THEM)

Moreover, no one criticized me,

threatened me, kill me

(DON'T LOOK BACK)

Even if you say

you don't punish me

(YOUR MANY FRIENDS)

So, you can sublime ever never

"Their desire" that you say

Don't you think so

I am a Crimson Camellia

If you called "EVIL" to blood

That's just hypocrity

And extremeness of fragileness

You and I are not permitted

to violate The rule of life

No not even all things

Wither when blooming

Fall when withering

Rot when falling

Bud when rotting

Crimson Blood

As we are born, so they bud

As we grow, so they are swelling

As we grown up, so they bloom

As we grow old, so they wither

As we pass out, so they fall

As we die, so they rot

We repeat this They repeat this too

So, I have taken one flower name

As we are born, so they bud

As we grow, so they are swelling

As we grow up, so they bloom

As we grow old, so they wither

As we pass out, so they fall

As we die, so they rot

Can bud with them again some other time

Please bloom together then

My name is.....