Tarnished Angel
By Kawaii_Kitty
Sweet innocent angel, you fly down from heaven,
To change your fate, to become one of the seven.
No one thought you would change your ways
But inside, you were merely counting the days.
Your wings shone with such a light,
You never backed down without a fight.
Though your image is innocent and pure,
Only you know that your heart holds no cure.
You have done what you consider unholy,
But the things you have done were not solely.
Oh innocent angel, how did your wings become tarnished so,
When you find no one around you to be your hated foe?
Your once white wings are painted with black and red
No longer showing innocence, but the result of your crimes instead.
Dear Tarnished angel, where has your innocence fled?
Has it left your body forever, after seeing you sever body from head?
No matter what the others think about your ways
I still love you my Tarnished Angel, for all days.
Your innocent blue eyes hold nothing but truth for your crimes that remain
You know this, and accept your fate proudly, unwilling to feign.
What made you turn this way?
Is this creature you've become going to stay?
No. He won't. For I know in my heart that you will change
For you will realize what you've done and stop this nonsense as you age.
Are you fighting for what you believe in?
Is this your own conscience that is causing your sin?
Or is this something someone made you believe without your consent?
Is this fate your own to be bent?
Are these wings upon your back ones of your own?
Were they taken from another soul and on your back were they thrown?
If this is true, then your innocence is artificial and never was yours.
You deal with it now, don't you?
Caring none of your past and looking to the future with your eyes so blue.
Sometimes you fear you are alone,
When often times in the past, the hue of friendship has shone.
Forget your crimes of the past
And embrace yourself for what's approaching fast.
You're more important than you'll ever know
My Tarnished angel, let your wings show.
A/N: My first Gundam Wing fic! How did you like it? Good? Bad? Just plain crap? If you couldn't figure it out, this poem is about our sweet little Quatre. I think he's so cute. This can be anyone's POV. If this poem is off in some way, tell me and I'll fix it. I know he was a test-tube baby, so don't tell me, because I already know. If I screwed up, don't hurt me, because I haven't seen that much of the series! Reviews are always appreciated!
By Kawaii_Kitty
Sweet innocent angel, you fly down from heaven,
To change your fate, to become one of the seven.
No one thought you would change your ways
But inside, you were merely counting the days.
Your wings shone with such a light,
You never backed down without a fight.
Though your image is innocent and pure,
Only you know that your heart holds no cure.
You have done what you consider unholy,
But the things you have done were not solely.
Oh innocent angel, how did your wings become tarnished so,
When you find no one around you to be your hated foe?
Your once white wings are painted with black and red
No longer showing innocence, but the result of your crimes instead.
Dear Tarnished angel, where has your innocence fled?
Has it left your body forever, after seeing you sever body from head?
No matter what the others think about your ways
I still love you my Tarnished Angel, for all days.
Your innocent blue eyes hold nothing but truth for your crimes that remain
You know this, and accept your fate proudly, unwilling to feign.
What made you turn this way?
Is this creature you've become going to stay?
No. He won't. For I know in my heart that you will change
For you will realize what you've done and stop this nonsense as you age.
Are you fighting for what you believe in?
Is this your own conscience that is causing your sin?
Or is this something someone made you believe without your consent?
Is this fate your own to be bent?
Are these wings upon your back ones of your own?
Were they taken from another soul and on your back were they thrown?
If this is true, then your innocence is artificial and never was yours.
You deal with it now, don't you?
Caring none of your past and looking to the future with your eyes so blue.
Sometimes you fear you are alone,
When often times in the past, the hue of friendship has shone.
Forget your crimes of the past
And embrace yourself for what's approaching fast.
You're more important than you'll ever know
My Tarnished angel, let your wings show.
A/N: My first Gundam Wing fic! How did you like it? Good? Bad? Just plain crap? If you couldn't figure it out, this poem is about our sweet little Quatre. I think he's so cute. This can be anyone's POV. If this poem is off in some way, tell me and I'll fix it. I know he was a test-tube baby, so don't tell me, because I already know. If I screwed up, don't hurt me, because I haven't seen that much of the series! Reviews are always appreciated!