Prompt:
: Fragmented :
We're keepsakes of our former selves.
Not even that, who would want to keep
A soul tainted with so much pain?
And fear?
Running around, demented,
Trying to save what we could
But we'd become fragmented.
Little, sharp pieces of what we used to be.
Doomed to be broken
For eternity.
We're all that's left
After the smoke has cleared,
And the blood has spilled,
When Hell has frozen over,
And then defrosted. And then frozen again.
Never ending,
The glass keeps breaking
We were the angels that were sent in,
Only to have our wings tattered
And become fragmented.
Slivers of our former selves.
We can't go back to being what we used to be.
The fragments are too hard to put back together.
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This drabble-prompt relates to how, after everything Sora, Riku, and Kairi went through, they can't go back to being all innocent and sweet, how they used to be before the darkness appeared.