A friend of mine read this out of my journal one day and told me that it sounded like Kenshin. And as I read it over and over I realized she was right. I do not own any of the RK characters and that's too bad. But I hope that you enjoy this poem as much as we do.
Wandering Demon
Amber eyes.
Snow white skin.
Strength and pain mounted on his back.
Only one thing does this creature lack.
The ability to feel happiness,
For his heart is black.
He weeps with blood tears,
He feeds on lost souls:
Souls lost to death
When the bell hath tolled.
He wanders alone.
Finishing his work
Bringing misery to all.
Breaking all hearts, destroying all lives.
For these things is all he strives to keep.
But as the night falls
He starts to weep.
Those crimson blood tears
Roll down his cheeks.
Only for him to rise again to cause much more pain.
Then always return to those tear again.
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