He ,who led ,his comrades to death ,had a purpose in mind,
As he fired the smoke signal,the green flame rose high,
The scream of his voice shouting ~
''My soldiers rage,
My soldiers scream,
My soldiers fight!!!"
Gone was the once little boy with emerald blue eyes...
His purpose seemed to have been fulfilled but ,he never got to see it with his own two eyes,
Maybe somewhere along the way ,he already knew ,he had not lived and died for nothing,
That, neither his father nor him had been wrong ,just unlucky ,
To witness, what would have came from their pain..
This poem is based on a fictional character ,Erwin Smith,the 13th commander of the Survey corps.Hope y'all liked it!
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Poetry~white flowers and love letters you say I'm yours forever but it don't feel romantic somehow~
