Disclaimer: I made the poem up, however. I do not own Siegfried von Schroider or Leonhart von Schroider from the anime Yu-Gi-Oh!. If you accused me of claiming differenly, I shall smack your nose with my fan then glare at you somewhat nastily.
The story contains mentions of sadism, suffocation, incest and murder. Don't like, don't read. You were warned.
Nothing left but fairytales
Siegfried von Schroider stood in front of a grave and sighed deeply. What a shame, really. He was so very young and always healthy. And now he just dies so suddenly. He misses his little brother already. No one knew, but he loved him so very much.
Lies of darkness scar the moon.
Lies of darkness scar the moon.
Siegfried shook his head, long, pink hair swaying gracefully. Why was Leon so foolish? Why did he do what he did? He shouldn't have! It was all his fault!
Blame him and you fall to doom.
Blame him and you fall to doom.
When he was so young and pretty too! Very pretty indeed.
Sweat and heat, and once you lose.
Sweat and heat, and once you lose.
Pretty when he moaned, pretty when he squirmed, pretty when in bliss, pretty when angry, when sad, when happy, when masturbating…
Skin on skin, you hardly move
Skin on skin, you hardly move.
So very beautiful when beaten…
Sweet red blood you had to spill.
Sweet red blood you had to spill.
Incredibly gorgeous when suffocated…
Hands on neck, you're made to kill.
Hands on neck, you're made to kill.
Repulsive when dead, though.
Grasp and grip, you're almost done.
Grasp and grip, you're almost done.
Siegfried sighed again, and pulled a gun out of his pocket. He held it to his temple and frowned at the grave in annoyance.
Sense of feelings almost gone.
Sense of feelings almost gone.
Honestly, why did he do this to him? He was so careless! Why did he die? He was the only one to blame! He shouldn't have died!
Souls do wander up the hill.
Souls do wander up the hill.
He should've just looked pretty and gasped for breath and yell, not break his neck! But he was just a kid, and he was always so clumsy! Siegfried pursed his lips and glared half-heartedly at the stone.
Close his eyes and pay the bill.
Close his eyes and pay the bill.
Why did he have to say he loved him?
Words that make you crazy too.
Words that make you crazy too.
He should've stayed silent and then he wouldn't have gripped his neck too tightly. He should've only stayed silent!
Choking silence in the room.
Choking silence in the room.
"I loved you too… I think…"
Confused and hurting, in the way.
Confused and hurting, in the way.
No verbal answer, only a sudden gunshot that echoes through the empty cemetery at midnight.
Nothing left but fairytales.
Nothing left but fairytales…
END
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