when i wrote this i was thinking of the color of death. in my opinion i think it's white. so that's how this poem was created. i don't kh but i own my version of the characters and storyline and this poem. number IX i really don't like his name in game it makes him sound like an idiot no offense but it does. this poem is third person i believe. basically what he's doing is explaining about namine.

Dreaming of Death

But not enduring it

Wanting to die peacefully

But seeing no end to pain

Slit a wrist Choke to death

Either way Death won't come

White is the color

Of her room

She may appear innocent

But deep down inside she cries

Every day and Every night

Hear those attempts of death

White is the color

Of her dress

She may look pure

But deep down inside her purity has been washed away

Touched by a man

All of its been taken

Her pain and sadness

Will never stop

Nor would she ever

Feel Redemption

this is a very subtle poem i don't know really know why i wrote this being bored is part of the reason and the fact that i had to get this out my head before it contimated me. i got other ideas that seem like it's going to be quite bothersome. anyways i'll stop complaining or doing whatever i was just doing. review or don't review i really don't care. one last thing if you are going to review don't ask questions about this poem because i won't answer and you can say how bad this poem was it doesn't really matter.