Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Before reading this poem goes with my story "His Life" just so there's no confusion...

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Can you smell it?

The horrid stench of death that seeps through the walls!

How is it that he ignores the facts?

The things that he saw as a boy!

I was framed, blamed, shamed.

No one could hear my silent screams,

the screams of agony that constantly haunt my dreams.

No one heard and no one ever shall.

That is my oath upon my families grave.

I was framed, blamed, shamed.

Sit there and make your accusations,

say how you think I'm crazy.

One day you'll see the truth.

One day my story will be told.

For I was,

Framed, blamed, shamed.

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