Okay this story poem or whatever you wanna call it is from me Anaru! I wonder what Hiei would write if he was gothic? Well this is what I think he would write enjoy!
Fallen Angel
My wings are broken, but it shall not be spoken to those
who try to drag me to the pits of hell, where only you will see is death
blood, suffering, and pain I can't allow it and I won't allow it
I will not allow myself to give in to the henchmen of hell known as the devil
If that's what I want then why do I feel I should be here? I belong here?
I guess this is what you call a fallen angel, one who is an angel
but loves the devil,no not love the devil but worship it
Feel it and obey it, you may think I'm crazy
You may think anything you want,
but who do you have on your side? No one?
To bad I have hell on mine and you can't beat that
If you try you will surely die! Burn in the pits of hell!
Have your bones turned into nothing but ashes!
Your flesh nothing but dirt! Your blood,guts
Will be used to fuel the fires of hell!
You still think I'm crazy? Good
I'm known as
The Fallen Angel
Child of the DEVIL
Hi are you happy? You are? I guess I'll have to fix that
If you are happy then I will drag you to my father, my master
the devil. Why do I drag you to him? Simple you are happy
You are happy about life, about living it
You might be happy but I'm not I'm sad, sad because
of this filthy place known as earth, with all of the maggots
running around living a happy life, crating new life
They don't deserve to live! They deserve to burn in my home
known as hell, my master will make you wish there was no such
thing as life, he'll make you believe you never had one
that you were just a worthless piece of trash someone just threw
to the curve, he'll make you beg for death! Not only make you beg
but also make you love, worship, and feel death! Why do I act like this?
Cause that's how he taught me. Who? The devil that's who. Am I?
Yup that's me
The DEVILS CHILD
You, I
You fear death, I worship it
You fear hell, I live it
You hate devils, I am the devil
You hate blood, I feed off it
You run from death, I face it
You cower in the face of danger, I laugh in the face of danger
You cry for lost love ones, I laugh at lost of love ones
When your end comes you frown, When mine comes I smile
When you see hell you run away, When I see hell I run to reach it
This is you This is I
Okay tell me what you think of my poems my friends say there to much on the goht side, and now they think I'm crazy!
