My shadow cares,
No one else does,
It seems like I could die,
And have no one notice,
The world is cold and crule,
And an imagination is a fun thing,
I imagine your heart,
In my throught,
While your head,
Is in my bed,
Your body, wonderful body,
Is in the tiny workshop,
I keep you around,
For one reason, and one reason only,
Can you guess it?
-Nightmarefule