A/N: another one... ::sigh:: i really think i shouldn't update so many times a day.. actually... i really think i should get some sleep, but oh well.... ::shrug::
Disclaimer: i don't own yugioh. ::sigh::
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He is hurt.
Tears slip down his face
so much like blood,
the crimson fuel of life.
his heart races.
he begs,
pleads,
whimpers.
the voice of a madman,
deranged, like the lunatic he is,
echoes in his mind.
he wonders why.
why him?
why was he chosen?
his dark has no answer,
but to strike,
leaving him lying there,
on ethought fading in his mind.
WHY?