Poetry & Art

The Raven

All you ever see is a memory of how

I used to be

Because the raven in my mind

Is making it so hard

To be free

 

And the people that we lose who

Taught us what it was

To believe

Are now shadows in the night,

Remind me that

To live I must breathe.

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