Disclaimer: I don't own Cyborg 009...duh!
Precautions: None really...
Summary: This is a poem I wrote while I was bored. Since I thought it was
interesting, I decided to put it on here. Though, it doesn't rhyme (all
poems don't have to rhyme right?) It's actually more of a statement than a
poem. Enjoy anyway. ^_^
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We are nothing to anyone, not even our creators
We are warriors for humanity though we are not human
We are the punishment for your sins
The tears of pain and blood of destiny
Fate made us what we are now
Belief is what separates us
We are the shadows that walk through the light
Hoping to be noticed and accepted
We are the breakthrough of death
Opposites of the living....and the dead
We are the spawn of a ghost
Whose heart was lost in the black of the dark abyss
That is where we fall
The dark abyss of all hearts
Our blood runs cold and is as dark as ebony
The light of our dead hearts let us help instead of kill
Yet we are alive....or maybe not
We are not in the position to be called human
When we can never live a life again
We fight for the lives still living now that ours are lost
For we are the protectors, the saviors of your hatred
-The 00 Cyborgs-
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Well, that was the "poem"....I hope you guys liked it. I actually had a
pretty bad writer's block when I wrote this if you could believe me. Send
lots of reviews and read my other story. I'll be writing more stories soon
(when I get the chance). Bye bye!