A Gaara Poem......

[The True Keyblader]

To them I am simply an object from the past
that they wish will disappear
Then why do I exist?
Why am I alive?
When I thought about this
I could find no answer
But as you liveyou need a reason
otherwise its the same as being dead
I then came to this conclusion
I exist to kill every human besides myself
Fighting only for yourself
living while only loving yourself
If you think that everybody else
simply exists to allow you to experience that feeling
nothing is better that that world
As long as there are people in this world
for me to kill and continue to feel that joy of living
.my existence will not vanish....

 

[Lalaith]

Aww, Wow. So cool Zelli.

I loved it!!!

Why you never told me you write poetry?

 

[The True Keyblader]

Gaara #2

What happened before:
He glanced through the closet and found a pair of black jeans. They were too small for Kankurou, so he wouldn't mind, right? Gaara took off his white and brown straps around his front and left on the black netted top. He looked at himself in the mirror once again. Something was still amiss. But what?.................................. The black circles! He went to the washroom and tore through Temari's makeup. He found some coverup and eyeliner. This would be perfect.