Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.
THREE
Synthesis
She is a black and violet
synergy of rage and calm
He is an olive-emerald ball
of laughter – changeling.
but
They fit together, leftovers
gelling in the only combination
left for them.
Fang-toothed and devil-eyed
they intertwine, both beast
and demon
until
Twilight breaks through the
curtains and stabs the bell into alarm.
Titans, go.
A/N: Okay, it's a poem. I apologise if this might seem like a cop-out, but I will defend this post by saying that I like writing poetry and I feel that poetry is a great way to express words that may not necessarily sound nice in prose. So!
Addressing comments relating to longer posts: I regret to say that the length of the post depends entirely on the content of the post. For example, I couldn't have made this post any longer because the poem was this long, and to lengthen the poem just to make the post longer would not have been true to the content. As is for the previous chapter. But fear not! Next chapters will be longer because they contain prose and have more stuff to say.
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