One thing to say, what the hell possessed me to write this at 1:00 AM and then post it?
Oh and I do not own beyblade in any way.
I've been cut,
so I've bleed.
I've been hit,
so I've bruised.
I've been marked,
so I'll never forget this hell.
.
I've bleed,
so I've paled.
I've bruised,
so I've darkened.
I'll never forget this hell,
if I leave here alive.
.
I can't bleed,
if I've already bleed to pure snow-white.
I can't bruise,
if there's nothing left of me to hit.
I can't forget,
if I still breath.
.
I must bleed,
just once more.
so I can never bleed,
never bruise,
never remember,
ever again.
.
I close my eyes,
just one last time,
before I leave,
to a never-ending sleep.
And I never remember,
this.
How was my Kai dying story/poem thing, please review… and sorry for the random dots they represent a new paragraph because my computer was being stuipid...again.
