Oh dark mistress I've been watching you.

In Black dress you walk by, I'm drawn to you.

A familiar emotion in your eyes I see.

You might not know it but you're just like me.

You're a glare on the darkest night.

Your pale skin reflects the moonlight.

Share with me your thoughts and dreams.

Tell me what do you think our life means.

Look at what you made me do;

I wrote a poem just for you.


So what's wrong with this poem?