Red,
Everything was covered
In this crimson color.
Blood, inspired only terror
To those who knew
Its true nature.
It wasn't something new
For those who had no future,
As the age of sword
Was coming to an end,
Without being able to utter a single word
There was no more pride to defend.
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Hakuouki Shinsengumi Kitan-Poetry Book
PuisiWell, like the title said I'm going to write some poems. The themes are going to be mainly love, sadness, life... Sapy and boring I know. I'm nowhere near being good at this but I'll be doing my best because I love writing poems :).
