I do not own the G boys or the names I use
in my fic they belong to whoever made them. I sorry I dont know
who you are.
What is in a name
I dont play the sue me game
If it is me you want to blame
Remember I dont have money cus I'm lame.
This poem was inspired by a poem called The House That Fear Built: Warsaw, 1943
written by Jane Flanders. Can you guess which one is Wufei?
The purpose of poetry is to remind us
how difficult it is to remain just one person,
for our house is open, there are no keys in the doors.
-Czeslaw Milosz-
MEANT FOR HIS LOVE
I am the boy who stood in front of the bullet
that was meant for my love.
I am the one who shot
the blonde haired boy
who stood in front of the bullet
that was meant for his love.
I am the friend with violet eyes of tears
of the one who shot
the blonde haired boy
who stood in front of the bullet
that was meant for his love.
I am the lover that holds him close
and screams at the friend
with violet eyes of tears
and the one who shot
the blonde haired boy
who stood in front of the bullet
that was meant for me.
I am the stranger who photographs
the lover, who holds the boy, screaming at
the friend with violet eyes of tears
and the one who shot
the blonde haired boy
who stood in front of the bullet
that was meant for him.
I am each part of the crowd
that wonders what happened.
-Markanovanlink-
Tell me what you think!