Okay, I watched the last episode of Cowboy Bebop last night, and....bawled like a baby. I couldn't help it! Spike is my favorite charecter! So, dispite the fact that I should of been sleeping, I got on the computer and wrote this poem. Spikes thoughts about basicly...the last episode....

No Matter How Hard I Tryed

It was all just a fanticy,

A bitter illution,

A dream I could never wake up from,

No matter how hard I tryed,

I took a short step back and looked at my life,

I had made so many mistakes,

I couldn't reflect on those mistakes before now,

No matter how hard I tryed,

I watched her slowly slip away,

As a gun shot rang in the disatance,

"It was all just a dream..."

She whispered, but, I was numbed,

I couldn't cry,

No matter who hard I tryed,

I felt the pain,

From my rivals blade,

Burn deep into me so many times,

But all I could feel was another pain,

But no regret for my actions,

No matter how hard I tryed,

The last gun shot I heard,

Was that of my own,

And I knew it was coming,

But I couldn't bring myself to it just yet,

No matter how hard I tryed,

So, I looked at there faces,

Blank and questioning,

But I could only acsept it,

No matter how hard I tryed....

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Poor Spike...

*...Snif....*