A/N: Thank you for the reveiws! I feel so loved...ahem This poem sucks, but I decided to post it just for the helluvit. (WIth the whole Naraku's followers) It's Kana...I'll do something better next time. Again, suggestions are very much appreciated. -
Mirror, mirror, in my hands
What exactly do you have planned?
Shall I long for the souls full of life?
While Naraku continues to do his strife?
Will I wait here, alone, unable to feel pains
Unable to feel alive, like a shell that remains
Will I care, mirror, at the moment?
Or will I just wait there, laying dormant?
Why is it when I look into your depths
No reflection ever stares back
I feed off other souls, filling your pack
To fill the great emptiness within me...
That's all I am
Just hollow eyes and white colored hair
Like the snow on a banking, causing others despair
And as that banking grows
The ground beneath it crumbles and goes
But I heard that snow melts, and fresh ground emerges from beneath
It's springtime that brings this extrodinarary feat
My sister and I, we wait for spring
Mirror, mirror, in my hands
What exactly have you planned?