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(Free me.
Free me.)
Raven.
Sweet, Sweet Raven.
The prose on my skin
Would never be enough
To describe you in words.
You are so pure,
Yet elude so much darkness.
Are you Damaged, My Raven?
“ ’Y-Your Raven’?”
(You are so easy to manipulate, mine.)
You are mine, aren’t you Raven?
Sorceress,
Tell me.
Have you bewitched me?
No, I think not.
Your beauty is enchantment enough.
(Free me.
Free me.)
Soon,
We’ll be together.
Sweet bird,
I’ll make them pay.
Then together we will soar.
“Together…”
We’ll spread our wings and leave only pages behind
Say yes,
Raven.
Be mine.
And free me.