Takura2004-A poem for our beloved Bakura
The Heartless
You care for no one.
Bakura is walking down the street and sees a kid with a balloon. He walks by and pops it while laughing
You never want fun.
You hurt other people,
Like a sharp needle.
Bakura just got done dueling a teen. Bakura sends him to the Shadow for losing.
The heartless never care.
The heartless are never fair.
The darkness consumes all.
Bakura is dueling again while the Shadow Realm is devouring another victim
You'll never here the light's call.
Bakura ignores Ryou's call for freedom from the dark