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Staring at the ceiling of her room
She realizes that there is nothing for her here
No one her for her to love
All alone with only her tears
With an aching heart
she packs and heads for the door
Not even a quick glance back
She can't stay here anymore.
The slam of the Benz door
Her foot on the gas
She can't even look back
She has to leave Tomoeda at last
There was nothing for her there
She couldn't see it then
She realizes this now
She needed more than mere friends
She wanted to feel love
But that will never be
Her only love is with the Card Mistress
The bitch who thinks she's everything
She is nothing but only an Amazon
No magical skill
No melodious voice
Her hands can only kill
There was no purpose then
There isn't one now
She'll just has to go out on her own
She'll survive somehow.
She finally snaps to attention
She has been driving for miles
She should stop for a bit
Her stomach's been empty a while
As she walks, her appetite leaves
Something isn't right
Why are there clothes everywhere you look?
In front, behind, left and right?
Suddenly it hits her
Like a slap in the face
These were once people
that passed to another place.
Who could have done this?
This sensless destruction?
Someone born of hatred
greed, avarice and corruption?
That's when she sees him
The Drainer himself
She could tell then and there
That he came from Hell
As he stared at her with pink eyes
Her crimson ones couldn't see
That this so-called demon
was actually her destiny.
Well, what'd you think. My first fanpoem. Like it? Don't get me wrong, poetry is one of my best talents, just not anything fan-related. R+R