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Summary: YAOI!!!: Bakura dies and Malik and the others attend his funeral..and may I mentioned that it is a Song and Death-fic? : Bakura x Malik
Crossing Thy Bridge
Dearest..Almighty Creator....
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Bakura: Malik ...why..why did you have to try to save that kid from the car?
Malik Ishtar..a beloved soul... loved by some..hated by others..respected by the top ranked duelists. Dead....this reality hit harder than a rock to the temple...only fifteen years of age...but death had claimed him early...taking him from his friends and loved ones.
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I've lived one hell of a life, if your to take it tonight, I've lived the life of a king, but so much to darken my light
Looking 360 degrees, two hundred thousand disease, how can I lay back and chill, so many down on there knees
But then again who am I, I'm just some typical guy, I ain't no fuckin' hero, I just been wondering why... _________________________________
Bakura: I..I'm sorry I couldn't tell you Malik-kun..you've been a very good friend...and I pray you have a wonderful afterlife..no matter where you go..
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I seen some children Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
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Malik had been a very kind and gentle soul to some. To others..he was their worst nightmare..but if he reaches Shangri-la..God would have chosen a good follower...
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I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book, I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?
I try to pray everyday, but somtimes get lost on the way, I seen the holiest spirit, so much to miss lead the way
I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot, inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holding my spot, I've just been wondering why...
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Bakura: I'll be waiting til the Wraith comes and gets me Malik...so I can be with you..to feel your conforting touch..
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I seen some children Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
_________________________________
Malik Ishtar...one who will never be forgotton...and he will be remebered as a good soul trapped by an evil body. But he will also be remembered as a good friend.
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COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
Fuckin' take me instead!
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Bakura: I..I'm sorry I never got to tell you this Malik..but I..I love you..and I always will. And when I die..I hope to join you..wherever you are..
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I seen some children Crossing thy Bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
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*Bakura then turns his head up to the sky, away from the casket that holds Malik.* Bakura: Fuckin' take me instead!
The End.
There's the fic...hope ya like it..and just give me ya reviews or flames..i don't care any fuckin more!
Summary: YAOI!!!: Bakura dies and Malik and the others attend his funeral..and may I mentioned that it is a Song and Death-fic? : Bakura x Malik
Crossing Thy Bridge
Dearest..Almighty Creator....
~~~~~~~~~~
Bakura: Malik ...why..why did you have to try to save that kid from the car?
Malik Ishtar..a beloved soul... loved by some..hated by others..respected by the top ranked duelists. Dead....this reality hit harder than a rock to the temple...only fifteen years of age...but death had claimed him early...taking him from his friends and loved ones.
_________________________________
I've lived one hell of a life, if your to take it tonight, I've lived the life of a king, but so much to darken my light
Looking 360 degrees, two hundred thousand disease, how can I lay back and chill, so many down on there knees
But then again who am I, I'm just some typical guy, I ain't no fuckin' hero, I just been wondering why... _________________________________
Bakura: I..I'm sorry I couldn't tell you Malik-kun..you've been a very good friend...and I pray you have a wonderful afterlife..no matter where you go..
_________________________________
I seen some children Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
_________________________________
Malik had been a very kind and gentle soul to some. To others..he was their worst nightmare..but if he reaches Shangri-la..God would have chosen a good follower...
_________________________________
I'll never question the book, but let's say I lived by the book, I never ate meat on Tuesdays, how much bigger would my wings look?
I try to pray everyday, but somtimes get lost on the way, I seen the holiest spirit, so much to miss lead the way
I gave the visions I got, I been told I'm gonna rot, inside the devil's intestines, I'm still here holding my spot, I've just been wondering why...
_________________________________
Bakura: I'll be waiting til the Wraith comes and gets me Malik...so I can be with you..to feel your conforting touch..
_________________________________
I seen some children Crossing the bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
_________________________________
Malik Ishtar...one who will never be forgotton...and he will be remebered as a good soul trapped by an evil body. But he will also be remembered as a good friend.
_________________________________
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
COME ON UP AND OPEN UP YOUR DOOR
WHAT IF IT'S A PERGATORY DOOR
Fuckin' take me instead!
_________________________________
Bakura: I..I'm sorry I never got to tell you this Malik..but I..I love you..and I always will. And when I die..I hope to join you..wherever you are..
_________________________________
I seen some children Crossing thy Bridge
What kind of life did they get to live?
What kind of choice do they get to make
What if it was a child's mistake?
__________________________________
*Bakura then turns his head up to the sky, away from the casket that holds Malik.* Bakura: Fuckin' take me instead!
The End.
There's the fic...hope ya like it..and just give me ya reviews or flames..i don't care any fuckin more!
