Scion Poem by Makie Natsumoto

Scion



It stings and burns in my eye´s
No pain I thou can feel but only it´s visiual reflection

The bright moon called death can we change it´s course
On a journey of a thousand years
I shall perish or I shall conquer

My cup of tea is only my cup of tea
You are only me

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