Then shall you try to steal the word,

Feel the wrath, the sharp of my sword.

That alone will never be the end,

For to your suffering I will thread.

If you’re tempted please don’t try,

My ink will bleed, but I won’t die.

Yet you will not be whole again,

In your stealing you won’t gain.

The efforts fueled by this poem,

Let not my soul be in doom.

Be original, don’t be a clone,

My entry is just my own.

darlingofflames, is never kind,

To punish you she’ll never mind.

If you read this you signed the contract,

I hope to stealing you obstruct.

From now on you’re under my spell,

In the trap I set you now fell

Worry not it isn’t deadly,

Until you destroy our treaty.