Disclaimer- I don't own beyblade
a/n: this fic is done in the pov of the abbey children. I thought it fitted well after the 'Voltaire' poem
Faceless
Age?
Name?
Birthday?
Family?
Friends?
Home?
Feelings?
All
these words are foreign
Age?
I never
knew
Name?
I don't have one
Birthday?
Every day's
the same
Family?
I was forgotten
Friends?
I got left
behind
Home?
I have no place
Pocessions?
I have
nothing
Identity?
Who cares
Feelings?
I'm a void
I never knew
I don't
have one
every day's the same
I was forgotten
I got left
behind
I have no place
I have nothing
who cares
I'm a
void
I'm faceless
Just
fading away
Abandoned
Alone
Forgotten
And faceless
Is how
I remain
Faceless
Response to review
Ghostymagnarocker: hope you had fun
SSotD: Voltaire is evil isn't he? Well he is in this fic. Btw can I add u to msn? You don't have to say yes but I'm bored and I want someone with similar interest to talk to
Roni: I always try to update at least once a week