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Essays and Answering machines
A paper turned into Miyaki-sensei
Where were you when I needed you?
Why were you gone?
Couldn't you see how much I was fading?
Can't you see how alone I am? It's dark outside And I'm afraid
Why aren't you here? Here to comfort me?
Is it possible that you don't care?
That my shine dimmed?
Without you, my darkness
My Light, It's going out
Swirling shadows,
They're racing to catch up to me
To surround me with their dusk
When I long for dawn
Why won't you come back? Every day I wait Every hour I long to see your face If only for a moment
So where were you?
Why don't you hear me?
Why can't you comfort me? Your overpowering aura…it's gone And tears fall The only things that make sense
My heart pounds harder I breathe loudly, I can't understand Salty, thick, unstoppable tears They cloud my vision Obscure my judgment And just as your gone, So is my sense of security
He is gone. I have searched for him for what seems like a thousand years. My other half, my other soul. Why is he gone? Can no one understand? As surely as yin-yang, I must have a darker half! Why can no one accept that? Especially him. The one so great he found banishing my yang justifiable. Justifiable. I laugh at h is justice. I despise him beyond words.
I am losing purity, losing sense. I need someone, I need him.
Mr. Bakura. Your usually impeccable work seems to be failing and your writing has become rambling. Are you feeling all right? Maybe you should take a day off or something… But because of the sheer emotion in this paper, I shall give you an B-
Hello? Yeah you damn bitch, you called Bakura. If you're the freaking Pharaoh or that stupid friendship bitch, a museum curator or a solicitor, hang up and never call this number again if you want to keep your soul. If you're a fucking fangirl, fuck off. If it's the Ishtars, just leave a message. Kaiba, leave me alone, I returned all your stuff, go date Serenity or something. Oh and Ryou (his voice goes all silky here and you can tell that he's going to embarrass someone), love of my life, leave me a message, I must hear your beautiful voice again to light up my days. Okay, I'm done embarrassing you now, just leave me a message. Have a fucking retarded day.
Heh, hey Bakura. I always hated that voicemail of yours. But now it's all I have left. So, what to say, what to say. I miss you cause I need you. Actually…I have nothing more to say. What do you say to someone who can't hear you? Bakura, there's nothing to say anymore. I'm-Crackle crackle ksssssht. Damn cell…Hey, I have a question, why do you keep recording things for me when I'm right here?
Ryou gasped softly and turned around. "B-Bakura?"
Leaning on the wall across from the phone sat Bakura, looking very pleased with himself. "In the flesh!"
Ryou struggled for words, thoughts traveling all around his brain. Then finally… "I hate you…"
DUN DUN DUN! You guys hate me now, don't you? Well, please review!
I've finished the next chapter already, but I'm going to make some new adjustments