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Orewa baka desu
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Itachi wrote this poem on the night of capturing the Ichibi:
I've been stained my hand with blood But I never feel anything at all Those pathetic emotion, sadness and guilt Nothing... I choose to remain silent I always put a mask on my face A perfect one to hide my true self Other people just judged me from outside Using me as a tool for their own need They never cared about my dream I can't decided my own path Like a bird in the cage Trapped in this worthless community That time, the crimson moon shine beautifully I killed them all without any mercy I didn't have to pretend anymore I'm free to face my destiny Back then, I left one person to live I let him live for my sake Fill your soul with hatred and curse me Release your anger and come before me I'm waiting for you, oroka na otouto |
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