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Woken from the brief sleep,
I make my way towards the place I'm expected to be.
Snigger's and jokes cut short with a glance,
Captain's coat confirming my identity.
Caught unaware, sweets are pushed into my arms.
Amused, my giggling lieutenant frees me of the load.
Striding confidently into the lab, I glance at the screen.
"Any leads?" I ask, forced to look up to tall comrades.
They shake their heads, so i turn to leave.
I try and fail to shrug off dark thoughts,
What's going to happen? Will we all make it through
Captain Hitsugaya of the tenth squad.
Shortest of the Soul Society, Wielder of the ice dragon.
- by corrupted-loner |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/05/2009 |
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- Title: A Day In A Life Of Hitsugaya
- Artist: corrupted-loner
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Description:
well, i was bored and waiting for bleach to come out, and i remembered our teacher talking about these kinds of poems. I based it around the idea that Toushirou's waiting for any news of Aizen.
It's not great, but hey =D - Date: 05/05/2009
- Tags: life hitsugaya toushirou bleach
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Comments (1 Comments)
- punkanimerockerXD - 06/15/2010
- eeh!! I love this poem, it's awesome
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