Sympathy for the Devil I've seen the Duels Hundreds of times on end. This one's nothing special. I've seen potential Revolutionists Crumble before me. As they always do; As they always will. Yes, I do some things you call wrong, Some you'd call downright cruel. That doesn't phase me - Nothing does. An image of my past; A ghost of my future. A battle between myself With her on both sides, On neither. It's been this way For countless years; I've lost track Way before she. This is all routine, Building them up and Smashing them like frail rose blossoms. You have to have a hobby When you live this long, Suffered so much. It's not always that I enjoy what I do Yet I really don't want me back. So he can stay in his special castle Until their damn "Revolution" Flies free like a bird. So please, When you talk to me, Have some forethought and Sympathy for the Devil. ~@~ Ten, 10.21.99 Oh, my… Look how long this has been floating around in my HD… ::blinks:: Anyhoo, this is an Akio poem. ::purrs:: ::shakes head:: Anyhoo, I had written this waaay back before I had really seen a whole lot of Utena—not to mention I didn't see the ending until earlier this year. ^^;;; Not too shabby, ne? The even scarier part is this came flying out of Dios-only-knows-where in the middle of said night, so I had to bow down to Akio and worship him—er, write this. ^^;;; Like? Hate? Unsure? Send me praise, flames (though they'll be added for fuel for my nightly Relena-burning), marriage proposals, and Pocky at ladyinferno@home.com Ja na! Tenshi. RIP, Kamino Tenshi…