Finally! Number 10!
…You met your quota.
Yeah, I actually thought I wasn't going to make it, but I did!
…Good for you, I guess.
Disclaimer: He owns nothing, and if he did, then I wouldn't be saying this, now would I.
Voyager
Written by: Cloud
I found out I was living a lie.
That my memories are fake.
I didn't know how to get by,
Afraid of the choices I had to make.
Because those experiences I thought were mine,
Were not mine at all,
But at the end of my dark path was a bright shine,
And I risen before I could fall.
With her help I was able to find the truth,
To discover the true me,
And we put together the pages of my book,
At what seemed like an eternity.
I finally know who I am for the first time in my life;
I am a hero of AVALANCHE known as Cloud Strife.
I'm sorry if it sounds a bit flimsy and rushed.
When your short on time, this usually happens. Your fault, though.
How's it my fault?
You always procrastinate.
…Yes I do.
Anyway, this is my last poem but not the LAST poem! There is still 4 more! But due to internet availability issues, I won't be able to post anymore until January!
So if you want the rest, you are just going to have to wait.
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