fly black bird
flap your wings,
sing the sweet words
and songs of pain,
though the glass shattered
starts to sting,
red is just a color
that on it has been stained.
fly raven
flap your wings,
the souls taken
to a place of rest,
given no answers to the
billions of questions,
one thing remains certain . . .
your the
one and only raven.
*inspired by the vr member oneandonlyraven.
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