*Disclaimer - Do I own anything? NO! I'm a sad, pitiful fangirl, get it?*

I smell the sweet
Cherry blossoms,
The sakura in the wind
Enveloping me
Into a whirlwind
Of memories.

Memories of pain
And torture. . .
Of my anguish
And blood
Soaking into the petals,
The flowers of
Cherry essences,
Falling into a ring around me.

The memories come back
All too quickly
As the warm, thick,
Red liquid
Runs down from my wrists
And onto the waiting
Cherry blossoms
Below me.
All the beautiful sakura
Now stained red
Permanently
From my own selfishness.

I'm sorry sakura,
I truly am,
But I couldn't find a better escape.
I watch as my veins
Pulse quicker and quicker
As the crimson river
Flows to meet
The cherry blossoms
Head on.

I'm sorry sakura,
I truly am,
But I couldn't find a better escape.

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A/N - ::cries:: I felt like some angst, and this is what happened. ::cries more:: I'm sorry Ken-san! Welp, yeah. . . whee!