Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. So...
Warning: Uh... mentions of death... blood... not a deathfic
Summary: A little poem I wrote during English class... fevered ramblings at the end of the day, you know?
In The End
Closed eyes broken hands
Wandering around in barren lands
Bloody bones
Lost homes
Can't stop running
In the end left alone
Smiles, cheers
Shouts, jeers
So much trouble
For a bursted bubble
Can't stop performing
In the end no warming
Silence given
Soul driven
Quiet life
Filled with strife
Solitude lost
In the end standing tall
Innocence, lost dreams
Hands cutting off pained screams
Loss of light
Need to fight
Insanity in chains freed
In the end still in need
Justice lost, life found
Ashes of family, vaporized ground
Shouts of anger
Cursing danger
Lost in lies
In the end left alive
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