Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or any of its characters.
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The Prisoners Heart
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This thing you humans call a "Heart"
Brings you together, and rips you apart.
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There's no physical evidence for me to perceive
So there's no further reason for me to believe.
Why do you insist that it still exists,
In a place as harsh and cruel as this?
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This stone cold exterior is not a mask,
To break through it is not your task.
I stole you here, it's clear as day.
In this concrete prison you wither away.
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So for what reason do you pursue me?
Is it to escape from reality?
That day I ordered "Come with me."
Your future shattered, can't you see?
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As silk and sandpaper should never touch,
Our lives contradict just as much.
You are the sun, and I am the moon
Our love is a forbidden tune.
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As I fade to dust; I failed my task,
I reach out to you and ask.
"Woman, are you afraid of me?"
"No" is your answer, it sets my soul free.
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Ah, I see now. I understand.
I held her heart right in my hand.
My own heart, I will never find
for mine is hers, and hers is mine.
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A/N: I'll admit that poetry isn't exactly my forte. In fact, I suck at poetry. I'm horrible at grasping those implied meanings, feet, beats, and other such things. (How the heck am I supposed to know what the fudgesicle an anapestic tetrameter or iambic pentameter is?)
Despite the fact that most mechanics of poetry are absolutely ridiculous to me, I wrote a poem. I was forced to write one for Creative Writing class. I figured if I was going to be forced to do something I hate, I might as well make it about something I love, so I present to you, my first real poem I have ever written. I was surprised to find that this little UlquiHime Piece turned out better than expected.
