VT: I know a lot of you are waiting for the next installment, for lack of a better word, of Birthday Something or Other. But I've been put in such a sour mood that I fear any attempt at humour would be a very sorry one. If anyone is actually wondering what caused this bout of PMS, it was a bumper sticker. And on the said atrocity was a small message simply read: MARRIAGE= (picture of man and woman holding hands). I know not why this bothered me so; or as to why I took this vow of silence for the remainder of the day, but I did. Regardless, I wrote this pointless poem through what I'm hoping is Yami no Bakura's point of view. I hope you can see a bit of resemblance between the previous situation and the symbolism I attempted here.
WARNING: There is nothing here that would be in need of a warning. However, if you are narrow-minded, impudent, or just plain stupid, leave now. I have neither the time nor the patience for any people of that caliber, and I bid you farewell.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yuugi-ou or make any money from expression of the characters. However, Ryou is my bitch.
Quote of the Hour: "Punishment is its own reward." -Mandy The Grim Adventures of Billy and Mandy
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Ore no Koi [My Beloved]
Hiding secrets
Telling lies
Tears that fall
Through clear blue skies,
Cities falling
Fortunes told
Legends made
Young and old,
Betrayed hearts
Slashed wrists
Anger flows
Through clenched fists,
Coppery blood
Stinging tears
The darkness calls
For brand-new fears,
Lifeless eyes
Broken wings
All of these
My favourite things.
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VT: I suppose that came out partially how I desired. It was mildly amusing to write; now I must read some fluff to pull me out of this depressed crap state of being I am currently in. Bleh. XP ::Skips off to read generic Yami/Yuugi fluff fics::