A/N: This is a series of poems about the dissolution of Prussia and East Germany. Each one is from another Hetalia characters POV and all are based on the idea of absence. I do not own Hetalia.
Germany
I close my eyes
Knowing you aren't there
Gone because of those bastards
God, why, why could
They think that you
Were the cause of this
Whole f***ing mess
Bruder
How could they
Make you go
How could they
Take my family?
You raised me
Like a son,
Helped me become
A proud man,
Strong…
But Gott Verdammt
They blamed YOU
When I strayed.
They took you away
Never to come back
And gave me everything
That was yours
While stripping
Away my pride
Saying it was for the best
They took you away
And gave me your empty shell
A face that smiles empty smiles
Pretending to be who you once were.
I miss mein Bruder
And sometimes so do they.