I was bored and feeling dark when I wrote this so try to encourge my creativity and not
kill me! SMALL FLAMES PLEASE!! I DON'T OWN NARUTO!!!!! ^^; Gomen.
What happens when you sacrifice always for the one's you love and they give you crap?
The thoughts of a red haired boy streamed through his head. No one knows how I feel, except for
that fool Sasuke.
His hair as red as the blood that runs through his viens. If he cuts it open, will it bleed the same blood that
of his father's?
if i cut them will they bleed? Will they bleed the blood of my father? The red haired boy thought as he stared
at the blue lines running down his arm. The only thing that is stopping me....is her.
That girl, the one with hair as blue as these veins. Who has more life then my heart alone.
If I cut them will they bleed the blood of my father?
Who makes me feel alive, not alone.
If I cut them will they bleed the blood of my father?
As I stared at them, I felt a hand on my shoulder," Don't do it" she tells me and smiles.
If I cut.....them....will they drip the red blood of my father?
Her light enfgulfs me, he heart warms mine.
If I cut them....will they bleed her blood?
" Don't do it,"
I smile and turn to hold her.
If I cut them, will they bleed? Not mine, but hers?
Drip...drip...drip.
We both bleed our own blood, together not alone.
i know it makes no sense but.yeah
kill me! SMALL FLAMES PLEASE!! I DON'T OWN NARUTO!!!!! ^^; Gomen.
What happens when you sacrifice always for the one's you love and they give you crap?
The thoughts of a red haired boy streamed through his head. No one knows how I feel, except for
that fool Sasuke.
His hair as red as the blood that runs through his viens. If he cuts it open, will it bleed the same blood that
of his father's?
if i cut them will they bleed? Will they bleed the blood of my father? The red haired boy thought as he stared
at the blue lines running down his arm. The only thing that is stopping me....is her.
That girl, the one with hair as blue as these veins. Who has more life then my heart alone.
If I cut them will they bleed the blood of my father?
Who makes me feel alive, not alone.
If I cut them will they bleed the blood of my father?
As I stared at them, I felt a hand on my shoulder," Don't do it" she tells me and smiles.
If I cut.....them....will they drip the red blood of my father?
Her light enfgulfs me, he heart warms mine.
If I cut them....will they bleed her blood?
" Don't do it,"
I smile and turn to hold her.
If I cut them, will they bleed? Not mine, but hers?
Drip...drip...drip.
We both bleed our own blood, together not alone.
i know it makes no sense but.yeah