AN: Ok I think that this will offcially be my dumping grounds for all Doctor Who related poetry that my mind just won't let me leave alone. I know that alot of it probably will go unread which is absolutely fine. I just want it to be here just in case... just as like a tribute to how much I love this fandom. If you read you get an Oreo! If you leave a review well then you get to RULE THE WORLD... any world really just pick one and its yours!
You would smile sadly if you knew
That when I crashed through that mirror
Nine was screaming at me
Trying to reign me in
I laughed at him silly old man
I was protecting history
Not falling in love
With a French Aristocrat
I knew better though
And so did he
I wanted her because
We could never be
Later when I told her of the stars
Calmly ready to be with her
For as long as fate allowed
Nine,
His ranting faded to
A whisper in my
Already thunderous mind
He laments, as much as nine can,
About what he never said
About Rose
And about what she meant
To him
To me
Rose, ever faithful
I have crashed through a mirror
For someone
I left you
I am not regretful
Or perhaps maybe I am
I'm getting us confused now
Nine and Ten
