This is my first attempt at poetry that is not required by school
this on Sasori's thoughts during his fight
Disclaimer: she doesn't own anything at all not even a car
me: hey! You don't need to tell them that!
Disclaimer: yes I do
me:what?!
Disclaimer: I tell the viewers that you don't own any of the materials you used
me: but I didn't mention a car
She's dancing, dancing
through all my senbon
She even has Her eyes
closed, She dances away
I defend myself from
Granny's kunai knives
I attack with Hiruko
wait it stopped, no
She broke Hiruko, I
pull out my best scroll
lets see Her beat the
Third and his sand
i hit Her i know it
why is She still alive
Shattered, She shattered
him, Third, my best
thats it I'll get Her
I'll use myself,
pain, i look down, swords
red, who wields them
my first puppets, the
end of me, ironic
so this is Death,
it feels...warm
i always thought
that it'd be...cold
how did this happen?
Thats it please leave me reviews it's what I live on