Disclaimer: I don't own anything relating to Bleach that I have shoved into this story...
AN: This is more or less an original poem made to reflect the actual story, so I just thought I'd shove it in here with the story to act as a sort of prologue.
The sun falls past the horizon
Bright hues of reds, oranges, and yellows
Melts with the blue in the sky
Shades of rose and violet are formed
Casting a warm, lasting glow amongst the dying soul
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Sitting alone in the fields of nothing
Nothing but the disappearing twilight
Reflecting her very own heart and soul
Slowly inching away from this land
To become nothing but an empty shell
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The light in her life remains fake and dead
No longer cheerful, no longer alive
Slowly taking away her own
Not really caring about the pain anymore
Casting up walls to surround her heart and mind
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Blocking the pain from escaping through
Pretending to be a happy soul
Smiling for others, laughing for them
Yet silent weeps still fill her night
Painful cries of sorrow escapes her lips
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Longing for the soft tender kiss
Wishing for something to hold
Praying that his smile never fades
Silently craving for more and more
But having it all crash down on you in the end
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Lives carry on without this light
Despite the painful emotions it brings
The sun will set, the light will die
But all that's left is waiting for the end
The end of this eternal twilight