A\N: No duelling in this one. A little bit of angst. It's pretty straight forward. Kaiba thinks that Mokuba's soul will be trapped forever after Yami uses that damn 'heart of the cards' philosophy to get a lucky break. Don't get me wrong. I love Yami too.
Seto P.O.V.
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Failure, the very idea can't register in my mind
It was never an option; it should be treated as a crime
An act so disgraceful, the guilty should feel shame
Be left to suffer in chains till nothing remains
It's never been my path
Never what I expected
I promised he'd remain cared for and protected
He was innocent, no more than a victim
In contrast to my actions inundated in sin
What was I thinking?
To show such disregard
To abandon my brother over a game of cards
In situations like this you see things for what they are
I took it too seriously, I went too far
I can almost see him now, visualise his every aspect
I never deserved all of his devotion and respect
The integrity within his eyes, his warming smile
His pure essence which my presence only defiles
He's only a child;
He had his whole life to live
Will we ever meet again? If so could he forgive?
Have I lost my chance to revive him, make him whole?
His body may exist but have I condemned his soul?
He shouldn't be the one enduring this ordeal
If I don't get him back, the wounds will never heal
I can't merely sit back, give up and condole
I've got to win this battle and regain control
Seto P.O.V.
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Failure, the very idea can't register in my mind
It was never an option; it should be treated as a crime
An act so disgraceful, the guilty should feel shame
Be left to suffer in chains till nothing remains
It's never been my path
Never what I expected
I promised he'd remain cared for and protected
He was innocent, no more than a victim
In contrast to my actions inundated in sin
What was I thinking?
To show such disregard
To abandon my brother over a game of cards
In situations like this you see things for what they are
I took it too seriously, I went too far
I can almost see him now, visualise his every aspect
I never deserved all of his devotion and respect
The integrity within his eyes, his warming smile
His pure essence which my presence only defiles
He's only a child;
He had his whole life to live
Will we ever meet again? If so could he forgive?
Have I lost my chance to revive him, make him whole?
His body may exist but have I condemned his soul?
He shouldn't be the one enduring this ordeal
If I don't get him back, the wounds will never heal
I can't merely sit back, give up and condole
I've got to win this battle and regain control
