In, the purist of subtlety, my thoughts relenting,

long foretold, to tell, a tale of with no ending.

For what, I have lost?, cannot be undone,

burden by the pains, to lose a loved one.

Sadden beckons me, with anger bursting inflames,

throw me in the ocean, in a box, locked with chains.

inreliant to roam about, to mingle and free,

in adhering decree, on, who dare oppose, me?

The reluctant shame, in adverse scarcity,

which, now brings me forth, to the republican committee.

Welcome to the Sith, cause, you don’t give a shit!

My apprentice, come forth, arise, Darth Tabet!