Just a poem for Sasori from his point of view. February 28, 2008
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One year is not long
Twenty seem barely longer
Humans die so quickly
But they still manage to age
To become old and wrinkled
And loose all beauty but to those who love them the most
Like a painting smudged almost beyond repair
Perhaps the artist still cares for his work
But true art lasts forever
Never rotting or fading
My puppets will last forever
Poisons will always be around
For people to behold their beauty
For all eternity
That is true beauty
That is true art
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How is it? I love Sasori. This is his opinion on art. (duh.) I wrote this when I was bored during Social Studies. You see what I do for you people?! I could get in trouble for that!
I wrote another one for Deidara. X)