Silently Broken
Disclaimer: Don't own yugioh
Hi! I was just recently looking at all the review and nobody guessed the person I was thinking of! T – T So, when I wrote this, I didn't post it because you all seemed to have your own opinions. But I really wanted this to be looked at by others s I made it a sequel! Well, actually a companion piece because it coincides, not continues the other one. Thus, you have this fic!
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Destroying
Toying
Do you know what you've done?
When you've had your fun?
Raping..
Do you know I'm breaking?
Killing..
Is it fulfilling?
Dying…
Are you trying?
Raping, killing, dying
Can't you feel me crying?
Tears of misery and tears of shame
I'll never be the same again
You've taken me and broken me into two
What will you do?
You've taken that half and broken it down
I'm nothing but a hollow shell, how does that sound?
You've done that, it's you
How does it feel to now be the fool?
I ain't nobody now, no
Will you take in another whore?
Now that I'm nothing but a hollow shell?
Will you push the next one into the hole that I fell?
When will this sickening cycle end?
When will the broken ones mend?
You've taken us
Broken us
And ripped us in two
What more will you do?
Look at us, will dull, soulless eye
Filled with broken promises, hopes and lies.
Just like our soul, our heart is broke
And our mind have long lost that foolish hope.
We watch the days turn into months and years
No one cared for our wishes and fears
So what will be done?
Now that you've had your fun
What will be done?
I won't be your slave, no
I ain't gonna be your slave no more
You bring me up and let me fall
Have you any class at all?
I won't be there when you come back
My robe should cover since its colored black
Red was my robe, stained with crimson blood
From the whips and lashes where the blood had flooded
Now it is dyed, with my life giving water
Such hatred for you, has never faltered
Force me up, with your rough tough hands
Tie me up with your leather bands
But 'fore the nights done, your crimson blood will stain my hands.
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Freedom at last, the sweet, sweet air
I have escaped from my master's lair
I have proven to myself and all
That if you me down, I'll escape from my fall.
Can't keep me down, no not I
Chain me up, rope me up, or even tie
I'll escape from your ever try.
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I retain the scars from my ever beating
I still remember your angry face seething.
You face haunts my ever dream
I live everyday, in a nightmare it seems
I hate you
I loath you
I despise you
Oh yes I do
But one thing gives me pleasure
One thing gives me happiness
One thing gives me pride
Your dark blood
On my pale white hands
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If you haven't guessed already, it was (yami) Bakura! He's my fav., you know. Its on my bio. hint hint Read!! Anyways, I hope you liked it! (Hey where did my astrids go?)
Please review and happy reading!