AN: I'm trying my hand at a bit of poetry.
Crowfeather
Most never understand
You did
You freed me from my prison
The prison of my mind
To hate all cats from other Clans
I couldn't do that when with you
But then
Due to rocks in the caves
And splinters of heart
The prison rose again
Then came the next
A lovely tabby
You said I could be with her
I knew it hurt you
It hurt me at the start too
But being with her was just as good
Then finally
My very final
I never loved her
Or her kits
It pained me to look at them
Knowing I hurt them so much
Then I hurt my kits
All four of them
By loving another before
By not being there
For taking advantage
For breaking the rules
It hurts me too.