Disclaimer- Bite me, I don't own the people I wrote about in these poems, except for one.

Folks, um. I am posting random poems I wrote for some of my storys... thats a basic sumary. Each chapter is a different poem. I will say who the characters in the poems are and I will state the name of the storys they are from.. thanks.

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Unforgivin

Cold winds dance upon cold flesh. Absent in its futile request, to awake me from my slumber
Failing me, its his apology.Softly, a smile graces me. As the wind whips past, dancing upon my face.
Confused, I glare into the open sky. Hardened, my muscles tense. A lye.
Finding my eyes, my heart slides, forgetting its place.
Forgetting me. It's gone. He's gone.

His unforgiving eyes. His harsh expression, playing on in front of me.
He's still here. His image dancing on my final nerve. Learning, I can see clearly, It's always darkness before dawn.
It was, I'm still in the dark. With his peircing glare. My hearts a miss, skipping its beat at forgotten bliss...

Standing infront of my own grave. It's meaning clearer now. Fates path has led me into dispare.
Thinking. A black hole of past existing. Pondering. Remberence of life.
Holding back, I can stand here without a tear. Standing here, I can have no fear.

Lying to myself, I can end this. I can end it when I want. I whisper, grasping my knife.
A dager to the heart, a warm thought for a start. Bleeding down, through my shallow grasp.
I'm tired of holding on. Tired of feeling. Tired of being.

Sheilding my eyes. These tears momentarily blind. Taking me where my heart longs to be.
Tightening my grasp, my aim set. Before it led me to freedom. He knocked it away from me.
Taking away my hope of ending. Stalling my bleeding. Sadly his eyes meet mine.
In fear, I raised my hand to slap. But to miss. He's fading.
I've lost... He's back now but I can't bring myself to look as face. I can feel the great decline.

This is my escape, I whispered to him. Reaching into my dress pocket, slipping past his locket.
Slipping past my pride, slipping past regrett, it stood there in front of me.
Standing in front of me, he couldn't see it comming.
Looking into my eyes for awnsers, a blank. But then a moment of glee.
Ripping it out of my pocket, the gun placed firmly at temple. He was lost in its summoning
Grasping it, I swallowed. Taking my final breath, before he could take it from me.
Pulling the trigger, the gun went off. I'm finally free..

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.... THis is for Shattered Dreams..
Characters- Hiei and Katana..
What its about- Its in Katana's point of view before she killed herself. This is all a dream, just so you know...........