Twas' a midnight dreary in the city of steel

A woman at her desk, sorrow did she feel

Thou was struck with jealousy of a mortal wound

But soon the Pokemon of darkness, she soon found!

"Come out of hiding, and let me see thy face!"

The darkness revealed it's being of terror

And despite the woman's jealous error

She asked this being just one favor

"Kill thine who competes with I!"

"For her work is nothing more than false labor!"

"And bring me back her entrails, so I may have something to savour."

The Pokemon of the dark did due haste,

For he so enjoyed to see the horror of an innocent's face

The innocent woman had not done anything wrong

Besides fatally writing her own death song,

For the female writer despised all that was heart-touching

And wished to see nothing more than the woman's body clutching

To the crimson red of it's own blood

Flowing outwards in a torrential flood

Darkrai appeared in the woman's humble abode

Channeling the rage the woman employer had strode

"What art thou? Remove thyself from thy privacy!"

But the being of darkness only glared with utmost insanity

And soon lulled the woman to sleep in a void fueled with rage

With the innocent woman soon regretting her fatal page

For she was soon locked in an endless, nightmarish cage

And thou soon was butchered apart

Only for the story she had fatally chosen to start

And had made herself victim to such sin

On the midnight evening within Harbor Inn