To the phantom, the unsung hero
Your time with us has fallen to zero.
A message from me, your loyal fan
If it will ever land in your hands.
Though a thief you are and convict you may be
Your heists always left me feeling so free.
Your last letter, a warning coded in a tale
Has vanished and gone before the second exhale.
It's as if you never existed in the moonlit sky
Why do the police continue to lie?
Of your existence that's been erased
I search for you who left no trace.
Danger that lurks deep underground
The mysteries it holds is quite profound.
I'm sorry for what I'm about to do
But the phantom thief shall reborn anew.
A/N: Lazily typing this out on my phone. So I said that the last part was the final part. I lied. I may make a series of this, who knows? A story all told in poems how fun! Can you guess what the last two lines mean? Do you like this part? Please review and tell me what you think! If you like it, please favourite, thanks!
Have a nice day!
-SilvCyanide
(Trying to blabber to hide the fact that I haven't updated my other stories)