Monustaai

Colour of the future, present and past The passion, the joy, the anger, the end The many marks left on us from times past The blood that has been spilled, poppies blooming The lips of my lover, love and hatred Colour of open flesh, all consuming The long everlasting sunset, *momento mori The bright, cared-for colour of remembrance The still loved colour that tells a story The colour that reveals a life's essence The colour will tell that story again The colour celebrating remembrance Known throughout the world, seen as a symbol Used to remember forgotten people ABA CBC DED EFE GG * Momento mori: an object that makes one think about the

On a beautiful night, stars were at their best the moon was just splendid. Under the night sky was a moving shadow that would sneak from building to other buildings. Gaara sat at his usual place, alone, on the tallest building of the village. The one known to be the Kazekage's office building. Sabaku no Gaara was the one everyone feared most, they said he was a traitor, a monster within the flesh, but there was one person who refused to believe so, refused to be impressed by all the rumours and stories about him. Her name was Minori (meaning truth). She was very particular. Her childhood was horrible and yet she always smiled. She would brin