My mask is torn,

My face revealed,

The depths of pain,

Is all I feel,

The game is lost,

Checkmate is called,

It's now my time,

To death I fall,

But in the dark,

I hear a voice,

Praising me,

For my last choice,

For justice now,

From this world I part,

Go on now,

Phantom Thieves of Hearts.

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A/N: This started out as a poem for Joker/Ren, but when I got down to the part about checkmate, it slowly morphed into a poem for Akechi/Crow.