A/n: I'm back and I have a poem for Gift of Galaco Month! This is based on World's End Dancehall, but with a twist;D Enjoy!
Goodbye, Cruel World
I look down at the twinkling lights below and think:
"Am I really doing this?"
Then, I think of the scum of this world and their mockinig faces.
I smile, but not out of happiness.
It is a smile, numb of any emotion at all.
It all started about two months ago.
When Miku and I decided to kiss on top of this very building.
It was wonderful, unfortunately someome did think so.
Miki Fukuwa.
Our former best friend.
She made our lives a living hell.
We were bullied constantly.
Pushing, shoving, taunting.
Miku and I had no escape.
Except dancing.
When we were dancing, it seemed like the world melted away.
We just disapeared into each other
I wanted to feel that feeling forever.
I started thinking about sucide.
I always wanted to fly.
"One little crash and I feel like I'm sparkling."
Miku tried to talk me out of it.
I suggested that she go with me.
The last straw for her was when Kaito Shion broke my leg.
Miku had lost her last screw.
Now, we were both on the edge of sanity.
We were going to jump from Rosewood Dancehall.
We were going to say goodbye.
So that's how I ended up here.
As Miku and I did one last dance.
"Shall we dance?"
Twirls and leaps filled the chilly air
Our black dresses flowed around us.
We were weightless.
I thought about the night before.
Miku did my hair in pigtails complete with black ribbons.
I wanted to kiss her.
But, she tapped my chin and said,
"Not yet, Galaco-chan, wait for the finale."
Now the finale has come.
Miku wrapped her hand aroud my waist and kissed me with glossed lips.
It was a long kiss, full of passion that had been pent up for so long.
When the kiss was over, my dreamy expressin had turned into a crazed one.
"I gotta get out of here!"
I jumped over the railing.
Fully accepting that I was going to die alone.
I couldn't let Miku jump with me just because of my own selfish need.
I really am an awful person.
"Galaco!"
Miku's arms wrapped around me.
"It's okay, I'm here now."
Locked in an eternal hug.
Well, all I have to say now is:
"Farewell and take care."
That's what I say to this world's end-
Dancehall.
...
"Good evening, This is Yukari Yuzuki reporting live. Tragic news tonight in Tokyo, The bodies of two local high school girls, Miku Hatsune and Galaco Hiiragi were found near the abandoned Rosewood Dancehall. This appears to be suicide, evidence from Miss Hiiragi's journal seems to prove this theory. Miss Hiiragi talks about "wanting to fly away" among other things. It seems like Miss Hatsune and Miss Hiiragi had a romantic relationship as well. Although, no foul play is suspected, Miki Fukuwa and Kaito Shion were taken into custody for further questioning as Miss Hiiragi mentions them on multple occasions in her journal. According to Miss Hiiragi, both Mr. Shion and Miss Fukuwa have physically and emotionally tortured the girls because of their relationship. Which police suspect drove them to their death. Unfortunately, neither Miss Fukuwa nor Mr. Shion could be reached for comment. More details to come, truly tragic. Back to you, Gakupo."