Mom dared me to share these1.There was a girl in JapanWho had a boyfriend named DanThey went to a movieAnd got a smoothieAnd ended up cooked in a pan(I hope that one's not offensive; I just fell victim to the rhythm scheme)2.Once upon a time, a princess found a toadShe thought it was gross, threw it out on the roadThe poor toad had no will to fightSo it decided to embrace the lightAnd offered its body to be mowed.
Fading Blossoms, Fading GlassDISCLAIMER: I do not own Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles or anything related to it.Whispering something,Something I cannot hear,You fade in my armsMaking meaning of your nameSakura, cherry blossomsThe petals scatterAround me leaving no traceOf you before me.What is tugging at my chest?Is it shock? Pain? Anger?Clutching a petal,I scream to no one but me.Suddenly, Im awakenedIm sorry that it tookYour blood to wake me upIf only I could hearThe words you tried to say.What ever happens next,Will I get to see you again?Will I get to hear your words?How can I make it right,Even if you are not here with me?What can I do toAtone for my bloody sin?What will it take?What will it take?Im sorry that it tookYour blood to wake me upIf only I could hearThe words you tried to say.What ever happens next,Will I get to see you again?Will I get to hear your words?A puppet no moreI thrust my sword in my feetTelling him he has noIntangible strings over meA
Embrace-Belated Irko WeekMy beloved Lu Ten, I will see you again, Iroh vowed, eyes closed and filled with sorrow.He cared not about the rain drizzling down on him and his robes sticking to his skin. All he cared about was the tiny tombstone residing before him. Calligraphy was graceful inscribed along the edge of it; the elegant writing of his beloved sons name. What was war when it cost your sons life? What was winning if your son wasnt there to share it with you? Nothing. It meant nothing to him. Tears crept through his eyelids and slid down his face.Uncle?Iroh felt a small hand tug on his sleeve. He opened his eyes and glanced at his side. Next to him stood a young boy with golden yellow eyes that shined with sympathy. In his other hand he held an umbrella big enough for two people. He opened it up and held it over Iroh.Im sorry, he murmured softly. He looked at his cousins tombstone. I miss him too.The tears that already exi