When he looks at me

I get all mushy deep inside,

And I don't know what to say

Or how to follow in his changing tide.

He's got that thoughtful look

In his sea-deep eyes,

And he calls to me,

Telling me to speak his lies.

He takes my hand and pulls me towards him

As if to keep me with him always,

And I don't know how to tell him

That we must go our separate ways.

He wants me to help him,

Love him,

And I don't know if I can,

For I know that it's a sin.

He is dangerous

And bad,

And they say that he

Really is quite mad.

He is evil,

Or so they say,

He's dark and deadly,

Every single day.

He will never be a good man,

Or a man of light,

For he lives in darkness,

And his forte is the night.

I know that I should be afraid

Of all the things that he can do;

He's a cold blooded killer,

I know that it is true.

But then he looks at me that way,

With laughter in his eyes,

And tells me that he loves me

And will until he dies.

And I cannot say no to him-

My time I can no longer bide,

And so I have no choice:

I must join him on the Dark Side.

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Hey so I just watched Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith, where Anikin defects and Padme dies... and I decided to write an ode to Anikin, sort of, but from Padme's POV, and sort of change the story. I'm a hopeless romantic. Enjoy. :P

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