Disclaimer: -sniffsniff- I wish that I could own Gaara. I'll pay money for him... -is forced to be happy only owning a Gaara plushie-
Author's Notes: Number six in the 'Air/Gaara Series'.
Pairing: Gaara/Airia (OC)
Note: The poem is in freestyle, and doesn't rhyme. And...we're back to Airia's POV again. It is just easier for me to associate with her mind than that of Gaara. Complicated.
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Crying Rain
As the clouds gathered across the sky
And the icy rain began to fall
I slowly walked
Through the rain
It was crying
'Crying out to me
Crying
Gentle tears raining down
The cry of
All lost souls
Gaara
For some reason
You too stood
In the rain
Listening to
The cries
I went to you
And took your hand
You didn't move
Just continued to listen
Gaara
Did you know?
Could you
Feel it?
That some of those cries
Were from people you killed?
The rain always tells a story
Of all those who were lost
The rain cried.