you think about your life
when you know its already gone
not wanting to tell all the lies
while the seven children sing they're song
just like the glares of the men in black
they form the wings of the zodiac
tempting others to look their way
but if you do you won't have another day
the glint of their guns
reflecting the sun
pondering who to kill next
you won't have a second chance
yet the riddle is it still exists
ten years younger is what they bestowed
a new life made from the seams of the old
as long as they never know.
those zodiac wings stained a putrid blackish brown... the faded shade of blood.
so yeah a poem i came up with when thinking of Detective Conan, can you see his life inside the words? i apologize to everyone who has been waiting for my other stories to update i realize i said a few days and its been a month, i got sidetracked and have only five hundred words writen for each and im working on both of them right now, and probably wont sleep until i have at least one updated. I am deeply sorry to anyone who has been waiting i realllly didnt mean to take this long, i mean, its been. a . month. who could i make people wait that long? and on surprising allies a said a week and its been nearly three! i know im terrible at schedules, bu ti am so so so sorry to you all! will update both as soon as humanly possible! (and still have it typed to satisfation).