Has it really been a year and a half? Time flies when you're reading the work of others, I suppose. All of you who have read my work are wonderful authors, with style and plot twists and perfect characterization. I am proud that each and every one of you has read my work, and I say the same to anyone who may read my work after this posting.
-hugs everyone, passing around cookies and drinks and character plushies- My readers (how proud I am to say that!) are more than I deserve, and if anyone still has me on their alert list after all this time, I humbly thank you. -bows-
(And thank my hikari for prodding me into posting again; her sn is "rinceoir", and she has a good poem of her own up.)

Alright, on with the show! The poem for Pegasus was one of the first poems I ever wrote; well, this one was the second, and one that I forgot about until recently. This was written before the other poem for Bakura, before I knew how old he actually was, but the concept of this poem is something that I still like. In this instance, Bakura is still fairly in character, a little darker than the rest, still demanding grins, but still human. Trapped in the ring for thousands of years, he has time to realize that what he wanted before...may not have been all he wanted. As the insanity sets in from thousands of years of solitude, he slowly realizes that he has a little more...heart...than even he may have thought.

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Give Me What I Want

Why do they think so little of me?
I'm a tomb robber.
But just because I steal,
Doesn't mean I steal without remorse.

I'm seventeen: Don't judge me so.
I have a life;
I wish to love.
Give me what I want.

I feel so trapped inside this ring.
Let me out!
I have a life;
I wish to spread my wings and fly free.
Give me what I want.

I used to love my tricks and treasures,
But now I desire something more.
I have a life;
I wish to have the other thing I'm missing.
Give me what I want.

The fire of my soul burns steadily lower
With no one there to poke the embers.
I have a life;
I wish to have someone to stir my fire.
Give me what I want.

My hear aches.
But I know of a cure
That no one will surrender to me.
I have a life;
I wish to love.
Give me what I want.

-Bakura, Spirit of the Millennium Ring

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