A/N: Um…hi, I guess. I was on my way to school and I got bored so I thought about making a short poem. Honestly, I don't think it's that bad, but please tell me what you think.
During a Choice Battle
The Sun,
Was still shining
The Cloud,
Just kept on fighting
The Mist,
Still making illusions
The Rain,
Just kept on pouring
The Thunder,
Was still trying
To keep himself from crying
From the Storm,
Explosions could be heard
So what would they do,
If they all learned,
That this is a battle,
And not one in their control,
A bullet for the Sky,
The one that took his soul
A/N: Thank you for reading (^-^)please review (_).