Disclaimer: Bleach is not mine, but the poem is.
This poem was a challenge between my friend and I, being Gin's last thoughts as he died.
Rangiku
I wonder
oh I do wonder
do you still love me
probably not
who would caress these hands
these hands are no longer the hands of a gentleman
they are stained red
bloody red hands stained
stained with the blood of innocents
yet I did it for you my love
that you may never cry again
I became a monster
for you
yet you probably cried for those deaths
and for my betrayal
I'm not very good at keeping promises
am I
I am little more than a snake
wilier than a fox
but who would trust a traitor
to both sides
I wouldn't
you didn't want me to become a monster
neither did I
but
I had to
to keep you safe
my bloody red hands
and these fangs sharper than a sword
they will protect you
and yet
I break my last promise
I guess
I can't protect you
I'm dying
can you tell
my breath comes shorter
and my chest stained red with my blood
atoning for my sins
I committed
for you
maybe
just maybe
somebody else will protect you
I won't leave anything
it wouldn't be fair to you
you need to move on
I didn't
did you see where my path led me
it won't work
forget about me
you need to be happy
and you can't be if I leave something
so I guess
I'll just leave you my memory
I can smell persimmons
ah
I feel her tears
isn't it funny
I can no longer feel the pain
my breath grows short
I love you forever
Rangiku
Hopefully you enjoyed my latest Bleach poem. Now, here's a little secret! The two of us are collaborating for a VERY special fic!
Tune in next time folks and R&R!
