That moment when you log in to post a poem and you see that you're left with three documents... O A O"
Gone.
It was too late, He was too late. Deep in his heart, He cursed Fate. His only companion, The one he could trust. Gone with the wind, He has no one to trust. In the deep winter chill, He kneels in the snow. He should've known, It was a tale he should've known. Defeated and cold, Lay bloody and torn. The feathers of a bird, The feathers of his friend. Small but meaningful moments, He'll never have once more. Spirited twitters, Are nevermore. In the painful winter chill, Only one is for sure. He was simply, Gone. Mmmmm... Yep. This was based off of a picture of Hibari kneeling in snow with red featherlike bits on the ground. I think they're feathers..? Thank you for reading this! Please review your thoughts! ^_^