8Yep. You guessed it. It's 12:35 AM and here I am again writing crappy not-really-poetry poetry. This is a sort of tribute to one Mr. Nicholas D. Wolfwood.
12/09/07: Holy crap...I just found this in my harddrive. I have no idea when I wrote it, but I checked on fanfiction and noticed that I hadn't uploaded it and this was my face: OO. So yeah. Enjoy. It's been a while.
Disclaimer: Don't own Trigun.
Tears of the Immortal
My friend
Teacher
Preacher
I can't claim to understand
Your faith in your God's hand
Your path was never darkened
I beg you, forgive me
I cannot comprehend
Why you left
That day
You always saw straight through me
Like a pane of unstreaked glass
Never knowing that I too could
See straight through your mask
Don't hide behind those wolfish grins
I hate that plastered smile
Don't pretend for me
I can still see
I will not grieve
Not when your death
Granted you reprieve