Authors Notes: I dedicate this poem to Youji from Weiss Kreuz. I was staring at my Youji
pencil board that my friend, Iffer, gave me for my birthday when I became inspired to
write this. I actually _like_ this one. Depressed Youji, what more do you need to know?
*spoilers*

All neccessary disclaimers apply...


My Last Judgment
-To Balinese-


Cold green eyes like a mask
Fake a laugh, steal a glance
See her smile in your head
Serve her coffee, though she's dead

Judgment like a rusty knife
Cuts you down- soul and life
Love me, Hate me- Escape regret
Remember our fate, please don't forget

Loved you once, Loved you twice
What are the odds? Roll the dice
Was I wrong or were you?
Sin is Sin, I'm fallen too

When am I gonna learn?
Too late now, it's my turn
What is justice? What is crime?
Bloody hands, endless time

Rusted through, tainted soul
You were a choice I couldn't control
Kiss me, Kill me- By whatever means
Life was just a series of random scenes

Here's my soul- It's now or nothing
Bless me, Damn me- Just do something
Atonement- couldn't understand what it had meant
You, my love, were my last judgment