《My Poems》Poem # 4: To Sebastian from Ciel
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Sebastian, I was really sure you would eat me that day;
That day when you took my soul away
But it was not you, I'm disappointed.
When I realized it was Claude, my own space distorted.
He took my soul, but you gave it back to me.
I was happy to know at least you needed me.
You only say to me, "Yes, my lord."
Because you don't oppose, sometimes I'm bored.
Hey Sebastian, come on let's play.
Under the skies of our unending day.
Let us play my dirty little game.
Where no one can escape, not even a dame.
I melted in the darkness with my petty little schemes.
Though I found light in my dark void it seems.
I was waiting for you to end up my life.
So I can rest eternally; my body cold as night.
What do you want from a child bratty as me?
I'm sure my its just my soul; in which you raised so free.
That darn Alois; he made fun of me.
I just wanted to rest but he wouldn't let me be.
He even sent Claude many times after me;
And created a contract with Hannah and me.
Now I can't fufill my promise with you;
Though what you did after shocked me through.
You tried to kill me I see,
Your hand pierced through my frail body.
You found the answer you were seeking;
I became not a human, you are not dreaming.
Oh how interesting are you Sebastian;
It makes my day a lot more fun.
But now, you're bounded by an eternal spell;
One that links me with you even when things go not well.
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