Dirty (tabloidshipping)

we move together so well, but I fear

I fear

I fear the voices I hear

at night when you lie next to me

my brother, my blood

my Mokuba

I hear the voices

and I fear them

as they chant, unclean, unclean

I have ruined you

//unclean, unclean//

but my love is deep

and yet, they chant in my sleep

unclean, unclean

//maybe, it is my own voice//

it is unfair

that we must hide this

but I have ruined you

//I love you so much//

I have no choice

//unclean, unclean//

­my brother, my blood

//I'm sorry//

my Mokuba

//I wonder if anyone else will hear the gunshot?//

my love

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Good Lord, what the hell is wrong with me? I don't like how this turned out, but I'm not going to write anothe one. I don't hate this pairing or anything, but it's hard for me to write for, and it always comes out angsty. Yes, this is a suicide poem. Kaiba is going to kill himself. I got his personality totally out of wack, and now he's DEAD! Suffice to say, I'm not happy with this, but I'm still a long way off from reaching my goal of 100 Yu-Gi-Oh! pairing poems. Even though I don't like this poem, I'm in no mood for any flames telling me how horrible it is. I FREAKING KNOW IT'S AWFUL!! DON'T RUB IT IN!!!!

ALL FLAMES WILL BE USED TO KEEP YAMI BAKURA HAPPY WITH ROASTED MARSHMALLOWS. All other reviews are appreciated.

Owari