A/N: A rather angsty Mitsuru poem-fic. (I can't do fics right now, only poems T-T (It's a form of writer's block))
Condemned
She fell to the ground, crying and screaming
Why did you have
to die?
She wanted to say this wasn't real
But then that
would be a lie.
Her red hair cascaded over her shoulders
Tears streaming down her face
She thought that in her heart
He could never be replaced.
Her father lay there in his
own blood
A shot to the chest that was fatal
She cried and
cried over him
And there she began to crumble.
She still
had a duty to serve
Why she was still going was unknown
Eventually she found her reason
Her father's wish must be
known.
But every night under the yellow moon and green sky,
Where no one could see her but them
She would collapse and
cry and cry
For this life she was condemned.