Rain of Blood

By Hikari Tsuki Chi

Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin

Rain Blood

She always said

I made it rain

Rain blood

Strike, block, thrust

The gleaming metal of the katana

Hidden by red

The red of blood

No matter how much I wash

I can never be rid of the blood

I will always be haunted

By the taste, and color of blood

I would have gone mad,

If I had continued on that path

And I swore I never to make it rain

Rain Blood, again

Never again.

Note- This is just a poem where Kenshin reflected on his hitokiri days during the revolution.

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