Rain of Blood
By Hikari Tsuki Chi
Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin
Rain Blood
She always said
I made it rain
Rain blood
Strike, block, thrust
The gleaming metal of the katana
Hidden by red
The red of blood
No matter how much I wash
I can never be rid of the blood
I will always be haunted
By the taste, and color of blood
I would have gone mad,
If I had continued on that path
And I swore I never to make it rain
Rain Blood, again
Never again.
Note- This is just a poem where Kenshin reflected on his hitokiri days during the revolution.
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