A Boy Who Cries, A Girl Who Sings

by FearIsButFearItself

A boy, left alone, a girl who survied, and has no home. When they meet, will they forget their pasts and smile, or just keep walking, down their depressing paths?

Fibfi-Chan: We don't own D. Gray-Man, if we did, it would suck. Why do we even need to do this?

Deke & Blank: I dunno.

Fibfi-Chan: Yeahhhhh…..just read…please….

A boy who cries in the corner alone;

A girl whom sings, without a home;

Quiet footsteps down the street;

But with no one new to meet;

Curious eyes meet with the dark;

And yet, a figure there, about to leave his mark;

A fast beating rate comes to a stop;

Followed by, a distant gunshot;

People watch, with unwavering eyes;

And yet, no one hear's the boy whom cries;

Her beautiful voice, echo's in the dark;

Filled with hope, and yet something not;

They can't explain it, and neither can she;

As they leave, her eyes empty the glee;

She'll never be the one;

Whom will pleasure everyone;

She'll only be nothing, but with a catch;

A catch that says 'If you leave me, your family will see a pretty little match;

Then they'll all see the beautiful color of black';

The boy who cries, has looked up to see;

To see the people, he will never be;

He'll never be great, he'll never be grand;

He'll only be, boring and bland;

His family abandoned him, at a very young age;

And not a week later, he was visiting their grave;

She walked down the street;

Not trusting anyone that she greets;

Her family was rich and grand;

But they got chopped up by an airplane fan;

They were on the runway when it came;

While she was quite a distance away;

There was blood, and an ear piercing scream;

Then it all left, as quickly as it came, but that plane was a little mean;

It didn't stop, it forgot the past and just kept on going;

And that was what she was planning on doing;

As she passed by an alleyway, she saw a boy with stark white hair;

Why should it matter? He's probably just an orphan, not that I really care;

Her dark blue hair gleamed in the moonlight, as she stared at the boy;

She walked over to the sobbing figure and knelt in front of him, and saw he was treated like a toy;

She smiled at him gently and said, 'It'll be alright, don't worry';

He looked up and after a moment, smiled back, and 'I won't, and if I do, I'll be sorry'.

Fibfi-Chan: AWW! CUTE POEMFIC!

Deke: If ya didn't read who this story includes before you read it, and didn't catch on to who they were, the boys Allen and the girls Road. It's a cute pairing if ya ask me.

Blank: Yeahh…review and tell us what ya think of it….and of us if ya want.