Is there anywhere I go
That you've not been?
A grin for me alone
Love that so atones
No, I'm your shadow....

The penumbra of a whore
Her lies ever knocking on a door
That's closed...but oh, I seep in
Like darkest night, I steal

I, the wench's shade, renounce!
Refuse her! I will make my own way
In the darkened oubliette
Where all may forget

Where I FORGET, and beget
She, not named, my mirror nemesis
Can die a slow and painful death
Catch her there, unaware
Ensnare, tear, rip her to shreds.

I am a chilling shadow, what do I care?
Let me fade into the blackness of the sky
And kiss the stars.

Penned by my hand on the 19th of Chronos, in the year 641 AF.