Kakyoin poem

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He reminds me of myself,
Polite but closed off to
Others,
A fault of my own that we both
Seem to share.

Vermilion hair that I want to run my
Fingers through,
That cute long hair noodle that
I want to twirl around a finger
While cuddling.

Sparkling purple eyes look like
Amethysts from a deep cave,
Eyes that I could get lost in
And I would love to stay
Lost in.

He likes cherries and I
Understand why,
They're sweet,
Like him.

I often find myself thinking of
The man who gave his life
For the sake of others when
I have cherries.

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