I was washing my clothes
And I noticed your shirt
That black dragon shirt
With the red flames
And I noticed a bloodstain on it
But not why it was there
I couldn't get it out
And I remembered
It was me who brought it there

I thought you didn't love me
You talked back to me
I was crying and
You tried to hold me
I pushed you away
My nails cut into your skin
And this shirt I'm washing is stained
With your blood....

Your black dragon shirt is dry
But that red stain wouldn't fade away
But that harsh memory wouldn't fade away
That familar smell of you
Is still on that shirt
I can't describe it
But when I put it on
The past hit me so hard I cried once again

I thought you didn't love me
You talked back to me
I was crying and
You tried to hold me
I pushed you away
My nails cut into your skin
And this shirt I'm washing is stained
With your blood....

Can you forgive me?
You're knocking on my door
Are you here to try again with an apology?
Are you here to pick up this dragon shirt?
I answer the door still your shirt on me
You stare in suprise
'I'm sorry,' is all I can say
You hold me and that familar smell is stronger

I'm forgiven
We're together
And nothing else matters anymore
But that shirt, that black dragon shirt
Is still stained
Tainted with your own blood
Tainted with my anger, my envy
Tainted with red

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Jina-chan: Well, THIS was different. (O_____0;;;) I'm stunned at my own poem. But I love it. And it's not a song. Even though I did repeat a verse...dammit, I wish someone would write a poem like this for me. Grrrr.........
Maryll: I thought you're in a state of no emotion?
Jina-chan: Shut up! I couldn't get rid of possession. Curse you, mortal body!!
Kurama: At least you have a body...(T____T)
Jina-chan: Sorry! Anyways please review! I'd like to keep writing with this style. *totaly absorbed in her own floating world*
Maryll: Watch out for that----!
Jina-chan: *crash*
Danni: --tree.
Jina-chan: ______________