Disclaimer: Would I be here if I own Yugioh? No.
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~ A Poem of the End
I am a forgotten soul,
that is now filled with a null,
for I have lost the duel.
I am alone,
where the sun can not be shown,
for who knows where the wind have blown.
I am ignored.
helplessly lying on the floor,
where I once did much more.
I am pained,
for I have not gained,
but only mislaid my sane.
I am lost.
But to disappear there is a cost,
that I must pay before I am tossed.
A silver blade,
for when one swipe is made,
it will make my day.
I cannot delay
it any longer, under this shade,
for it is not a game of charades.
Blood,
a dark crimson red,
warm liquid that floods,
till there is no more that is said,
I will be dead.
Farewell…
For I left myself to rot in this hell,
and you will ring the bells.
Everyone will cheer and yell,
but only time shall tell.
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A/n: First angst poetry fic. posted. What do you think? Can you guess who? Review or flame. Just write something ok?
