Candle

by Ayumi Elric

Everyone's different. Everyone thinks differently and has different points of views. This poem explores that, transforming into a diferent story for all who read it. I know this makes no sense, but it will if you read it. n.n

n.n Heya! This is basically the first poem I've written, made for this Poetry Slam thingy at my school, and I wanted to put it up.

The cool thing about this poem is that it depends on the reader what it's about. To me, it's about Ed in both Shellshock and Trace of Blood. To one of my friends, it's about Movie!Roy waiting for Ed, too ashamed to use his own flame. So it's up to you what it's about.

Disclaimer: Not owning Full Metal Alchemist anytime soon...so...yeah

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Black rose slowly covered in snow,

Angels twinkling through a red dawn,

And still it burns,

And still I cry.

A hundred white winters I've waited,

A thousand dark moons I've watched,

A million fallen stars I've cried,

And still my candle burns.

The light, taking away these hands of darkness,

Reaching for my soul,

But now, the cold winds,

Blew out my candle...

Left in the dark,

All alone,

In the black oblivion,

Feeling,

Only fear,

Without any hope,

Frozen,

As the shadows,

Consume me,

A silent scream,

A tearful whim,

Why won't my candle burn?

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n.n How was it? I like it. -nod nod-

Please review and tell me what you imagined this poem to be about, it's fun seeing all these points of view.