| Here's my own personal work of poetry I've written as if im Enishi.. : ..Cold snow..falling gently upon my face.. ...Staring out into a cold gaze infront of me... ...I see red.....My eyes turn blank.. ..Im waiting for me to wake myself up in a cold sweat.. ...But im not waking up.....I must be asleep.. ....This can't be real...but it is.. ...The flash of red in reality..is the end of my family..and life.. ....My hair turns blank..white...just as the snow around me.. ...I renounce this area of hell..and go off into the distance.. .......I go to the demon city of the east....I was nothing more.. ...Then bone..and skin..... ...Demons tried to get me to thier home.. ....I saw red....Not the red I fear..but a different red.... ....This red was good.. ...I grew wiser..and stronger.. ...And used these demon's resources for myself.... ...Now that im strong enough.. ...I can taste the bitter sweetness..of the red... The red haired one..that destroyed my life.. ....I will make him have a living hell..... ...Just like what i've been through.. ....And he'll see red... |
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