Discalimer: I do not own
Red clouds swirled in the water.
Itachi was pretty.
Crimson blooms in the lake
Itachi was pretty
His brother stood, sharingan ablaze, the chidori dissipating from his palm.
Itachi was pretty
Dead to the world.
Itachi was pretty
But, not to me.
Itachi was pretty
His seeing eye fish
Itachi was pretty
As people liked to call me
Itachi was pretty
Even though he never truly went blind.
Itachi was pretty
So I hold him one last time.
And kiss his lips and close his eyes
And take his ring so that he'll never be gone.
Never leave me really
Because itachi is pretty.
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