Life of a Diclonius
by
XxNyuuxX
I am split into two, one of innocence, one of chaos.
I remember him, Kouta, as children we played in streams with moss.
His cousin called Yuka, he always like her better.
I wanted him for me, but I knew, to love him, would be forever.
Yet I stod by him, through Mayu and Nana and Mariko.
Atlast I kissed him before I went, I think he would know.
After all those people I killed, he held me.
I let go, and he didnt follow me, he let me be.
I remember standing in that street, guns pointed mostly at my head.
After all I've done I knew they wanted me dead.
I didn't scream, I didn't run,
I let them all fire they're guns.
Now I stand here, where Kouta and the rest live,
They gave me a home, friends and a reasons to forgive.
Kouta, where ever you'll be,
I shall be there when ever you need me.