Nyami: Hello! As to make my readers happy, I have posted some poetry!
--Crickets Chirping --
Nyami: Applaud Damnit!
--Silence--
Nyami: Hey! What the-? 'Fanfic .net' isn't letting me put in astricks!
--Crickets Snicker--
Nyami: Oh, shut up. This collection of poems is here to satisfy my impaitant readers waiting for me to update 'Nightmare'. 'Nightmare' will be updated soon, I promise!
As for the poem, it's the typical "Ryou gets abused by Bakura" cliche poem. No romance here though, kiddies, just the plain ol' "I hate you-you hurt me-PISS OFF" drabble. Well...shall we begin?
(Discliamer: You know I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!, right? Truthfully, I wouldn't want to. Having to finish the manga on time, perfecting character designs, no free time, interviews...Owning Yu-Gi-Oh! is just to much pressure for me! Nor do I own Ryou & Bakura. They belong to Kazuki Takahashi-sama. Bless his heart. )
Senses
Can't you see,
That you're hurting me;
That I'm falling apart,
Right in front of you?
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Can't you hear,
What you're telling me;
That I'm ignoring myself,
All because of you?
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Can't you smell,
The drops of crimson red;
That fall from my arm,
Just when I was forgiving you?
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Can't you taste,
My life fluid;
The lava-textured liquid,
On your hand?
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Can't you feel,
It's sharpest side;
That is covered in blood,
On the edge of that knife?
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Can't you sense,
That I hate you;
With every thought,
And fiber of my being?
--Crickets Chirping in Confusion--
Nyami: WILL YOU CRICKETS JUST SHUT UP!
Crickets: NO.
Nyami: --Sigh-- Damn Crickets. Yes it was confusing, but, I mean, it's a drabble. Most drabbles are often confusing. This was made a LONG time ago-like 3 years ago. That may not sound like long to you, but it is to me. Now...what poem shall I post next...? Mmm...
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