AN: Really? Nothing's changed since Son. Still don't own anything except the poetry itself
Heart of Sword from the Scarlet Village
Kenshin.
Everyone used to know me by this
Name given by my
Savior and Shisho.
How could he have known that
In the end, I would
Now destroy the baka deshi he picked up in a sea of blood?
How can
I
Measure up to the hopes he placed upon me? When
Understanding came to late, not able to
Relate his words that I would be used and thrown
Away as nothing but a bloodied sword? Shisho, I am sorry.