I may not own Gundam Wing but I own this.
A. N. Another one of my all time favorites. I had the case of the blues when I wrote this poem. I made this on June 14, 1995.
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I can't always feel the breeze
But now,
I can feel the blow of the wind cease
Unlike before,
The leaves from the tree began to fall
And gather on the floor
Slowly...
Rain drips
from the clouds
Making noisy sounds
all around
When would they gather
The leaves that faltered
to the ground?
Why would they not
heal the branches?
Nobody knows
what matches
with whom
Does somebody know
what's going on
Behind the curtains
after the show?
That they are killing
something
A body...
Slowly...