Crimson Angel
Crimson Angel
By: Sakura Haruno
There once was a boy
His hair was red as the rose he held
His eyes green as the thorned stem
His face pale as the moon
Beauty was all he had
Love, there was none
Hope, there was none
Pain, there was, but he coved his pain with a mask
This boy the age of 12 was stronger than any soldier
He fought battles that we dare not dream
He dies a hero's death
There he lies with hair red as a rose and skin pale as the moon
His eyes no longer green
The rose he holds withers to nothing.
The funeral was normal save one thing,
This little boy was a boy but an angel in disguise
He was and will forever be
My Crimson Angel
This poem...if u can't tell...is about Gaara...from sakura...