Author's Notes: Okayz, Duo Maxwell/Gundam Wing do no belong to me (if they did, I would be happy because I would not be poor!), SO DON'T SUE! By the way, I'm not good a poetry, but this sounded pretty cool, plus I needed a piece that was DONE to actually put up. Enjoy.

Alone as He

Duo Maxwell, son of death,
Shinigami, the black-clad boy
Shroud of innocence hides your true self,
Hides your true emotion behind the joker's mask

Soul engulfed, conscience defeated,
Void eating all left good inside
Leaving the hollowness, the hungry black hole
The pain which he eager wishes to fill

Duo Maxwell, playful urchin
Smart-alecked comedian, jack-of-all-trades
The perfect guise to hide his true self
So perfect, it may even fool the fool himself

He jokes, teases, and jeers like a pro
The soft vulnerability showing at times
He tries to make things all for the better
Sometimes trying far too hard

Duo Maxwell, troubled soul
You should have been damned to Hell long before...
But isn't there a place in all people where
They all feel as alone as he?