Resident Christmas - Read 1st post for the Poem so far...

[Biohazard EXTREME]

There in his room, all alone,
Alfred was crying out loud,
Just then he heard Alexia's voice,
She said, "No crying allowed!"

Hearing her voice, he was happy again,
Telling her how he missed her,
He looked in the mirror to wipe his tears,
And there he saw his sister.

She was so confused,
Was he even a she?
Tearing his or her hair,
He fell on her knees.

He then realized, his mental disease,
As he laid on that floor made of stone,
Alexia's gone, so on that Christmas Eve,
Alfred would be all alone.


Who the hell thinks Wesker's gay? I'll personally grind their faces into concrete. Then I'll eat a combat knife to prove my point.  

[Uenna]

xd I usually do write poems.. but nothing's coming to mind at the moment. : I'll post when I think of something. xd Til then, keep going guys! You're doing great :3