Roxas, Roxas, Roxas
Diz-claimer: I own nothing of the sort.
A poem I wrote while very bored. It's open for interpretation I suppose. Thanks to the wonderful Hidden Silence for editing for me!
Sora, Sora, Sora
The perfect Keyblade Master
Innocent eyes
Lovely smile
They all love you
Sora, Sora, Sora
He'd do anything to have you back
She'd go anywhere to see you again
He'd say anything to have you back
She'd brave anything to see you again
Sora, Sora, Sora
It doesn't matter what she wants
It doesn't matter what I need
Because they need
Sora, Sora, Sora
And anyway we matter not
Nonexistent
Can't be saved
We two aren't worth the shame
As long as they have
Sora, Sora, Sora
Namine misses the boy she shaped
From memories that belonged to
Sora, Sora, Sora
I miss the love of my nonexistent life
The owner of my nonexistent heart
Why should you get to exist?
Sora, Sora, Sora
And not he?
Why must he be trapped within?
Just because we don't exist
Sora, Sora, Sora
Give me back what you took
He's mine
Shattered, beautiful and your reflection
He's mine now give me back
Roxas, Roxas, Roxas