It's not a Phase
No, I don't think it's over
My dearest Raven never leaves
I feed her anything society litters
The dead and decay amuses her
Alone she roams
Alone she soars
So high no one can reach her
People judge her
No one can tame her
Only I can control it
Whether I need to tone down
Or set it free
The world is not ready for me
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Just like everyone else , I admire poetry,,I like to create gothic and dark/twisted kinds though I also make happy ones as well so no one gets the wrong idea of me. I also like to blow minds!
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