Mary: A poem for Sasuke and Itachi.
Sendo: Yes, please review. Any flames will be used to warm our house.
Mary: Yeah, it's pretty cold in here (Shiver)
Sendo: Mortals, please review.
I feel my dreams erupt in several crashes
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
It's hard for me to know who to trust
Friends and family disappear
I never have felt such fear
I never thought you would commit such sin
But now your causing my world to spin
I always saw you as my friend
Now on the floor tears and blood blend
The color like that of your eyes
The ultimate power and prize
The eyes that I will one day receive
I am not the type to stop and grieve
I can only get strong through blood sweat and tears
A process that could take many long years
You've always been the stronger one
But my training has begun
I've grown risky and left my home
I've gone to larn and to rome
I've begun training with the snake master
I doubt that I'm getting faster
I doubt that I'm getting stronger
But my new sensei says that I should just stay longer
I don't think he's really teaching me
But I bet I can take it to a tolerable degree
I wonder am I right, should I stop with this doubt?
Or do I need you to pull me out?
Sendo: Yeah, please review. I know it was short.