Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): For Whom The Bells Toll
Output (English): in the darkness i lay my head the shadow my pillow fear my bed this empty black be comfort it be my home i cana't escape it no matter where i roam once i be happy and garb in light but the darkness come and give me night i watch them all the one that grieve i envy them for they can leave and i be stick trap in this hell and i be sick never to be well i envy them for they be free and that be something ia'll never be but they dona't know the power i grab and with it i choose who i stab they will come with me and they ia'll break if they know ia'd burn at the stake but that be useless for i can not die so forever i be trap in this lie to madness the darkness have me drive and for my crime ia'll never be forgive this be my life and eternal plight and i cana't break free no matter how i fight i be the cause of all that be bad and the source of all that be sad so i sit wait for the end and the will the guide me refuse to bend i be trap watch the free i envy them for the thing ia'll never see and i take them each have their turn they will come with me come to learn they hide in shelter to wait for knock shut their door and twist the lock but they cana't escape the darkness from which i stem and now they know i do not envy them for i be death and their light start to dull for i be death and for them the bell toll