So cold and distant
Reasons long forgotten
A fallen grace
From the stars above
If only others would believe
If only others would dream
It's never what it seems
Quiet, Proud
Empty hearted
Black eyes
Handsome;
Thoughtful
Deceiving Emotions
Hidden within
Stand tall
Do not…fall
Trustworthy
To the end
Scarred without words
You are more then words
The warrior;
Piccolo
~~~~My first attempt at a poem about Piccolo. It was hard to do, when I, In a way, do not truly understand anything. I can only wish that it turned out okay.
PW
