DISCLAIMER: I don't own Weiss Kreuz or any of the characters. This poem
was written for Omi and all the other children out there that got stuck
with a life they never deserved..
broken child
broken child, come out to play
the day is fine, the weather fair
won't you stir from where you sit
alone upon the shadowed stair?
broken child you've always been
alone, adrift, bereft of care
struck down too many million times
but no one told you life was fair
broken child you've seen too much
you're spiraling down this twisted stair
don't let the light die in your eyes
such gentleness as yours is rare
broken child, come out to play
the day is fine, the weather fair
won't you stir from where you sit
alone upon the shadowed stair?
broken child
broken child, come out to play
the day is fine, the weather fair
won't you stir from where you sit
alone upon the shadowed stair?
broken child you've always been
alone, adrift, bereft of care
struck down too many million times
but no one told you life was fair
broken child you've seen too much
you're spiraling down this twisted stair
don't let the light die in your eyes
such gentleness as yours is rare
broken child, come out to play
the day is fine, the weather fair
won't you stir from where you sit
alone upon the shadowed stair?