I want to say thank you to all of you who reviewed my poems and were deeply touched by them. I also want to say that I was touched too. I really didn't expect that I would get reviews before a week was up. So once again, THANK YOU!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own D. Gray-Man or characters in it. If I did, Allen would already have his arm back.
This is dedicated to our favorite cursed exorcist…
SPOILER ALERT!!!
My mind is racing,
Pulling me into a whirlpool
Of self-destruction.
The demons inside me
Are fighting my
Soul.
The man in front of me
His black hair pinned back
Grins
As he thrusts a butterfly
As black as the night
Into my heart.
He turns to face me,
My dying eyes
Stare straight at his.
Unseeing.
He leaves.
Letting me die on
My own
No one to help me
No one to hold me.
I reach to the
Moon
My arms growing weaker
By the second.
It seems too big
Like it is going to
Crash
Into the Earth
Leaving no one behind.
Their faces float in front
Of me
My friends
Who are too
Far away
To help.
The light is growing
Dim.
My soul is
Fleeing.
Someone else
Has to fight the
Demons
For me
Now…
There you go, for all those fangirls who want poor Allen dead….
-ArtemisFowl43