Okay peoples you can judge but this is a poem that I made for Bakura and Marik. About how they feel about their yamis.

My Other Half

Nothing escapes the pain,

Other halfs that taint,

The blood of the innocence,

For it takes everything that makes sense

The bloody moon's shadow reflects your smile,

That wicked smile that haunts the living child,

With you I'm a bird that cannot fly,

Which plummets to the ground and dies,

My spirit and soul vanishes,

With that you take as one of your advantages,

Go back to where you belong in the fiery pits of hell.

But sadly I'm stuck in your steel cell,

You pull me towards something, let me die, let me be,

A mirror, but it was only me.