A/n: So I'm betting a lot of you thought this was the sequel to The Fallen Portrait…(I'm probably disappointing you guys by putting this up) but it isn't. It's a spur of the moment poem. Wrote it in like…I don't know…15 minutes.
It's about the replica Riku, if you don't know.
Be on the look out, this poem has the title to The Fallen Potrait's sequel in here. I wonder if anyone will guess it (I'm quite sure some of you will). However it's not related to the former title in any way.
Anyways, enough of my rambling.
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Walking down a dirty road with hands faced toward the ground,
He doesn't have a purpose; he wears a broken crown,
He once felt like a human, but now he is but dirt,
They say you cannot harm when there is nothing left to hurt,
He fought like a hero despite being on the other side,
And when completing a mission his heart would fill with pride,
But now he stands alone with a black petal in his hand,
His footsteps being gradually erased in moving sand,
He was created as a weapon, and die as one he would,
The meaning of his life but a ghost behind a hood,
He drops his small black petal and it flies to far beyond,
And he smiles as he frees the little object he's been fond,
For just like the petal that is weathered and worn,
So is his body yet subjected to scorn,
But unlike the petal that flies to the unknown,
Here he is left standing so small and alone,
And though they had told him he couldn't feel a thing,
He can't lie and say it wasn't a wet sting,
For on his face is the evidence of true reality,
And for the frauds in the world it's called brutality,
Created in hatred and exploited in the name of strife,
He sits in the sand and waits for the end of his life,
And to god he cries for mercy on his tired broken being,
For he looks through blinded eyes that are no longer seeing,
For those who remembered but never thought to see,
What loneliness and rejection ultimately come to be,
And to all who forgot him or who really didn't care,
Insignificance, though a thought, is a burden few can bear.
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Please review if you care.
Peace.