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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Court the Raven, count the birds Seven there is, flying above She waited for my soul, but got my body I challenged her, to sleep herself While the dead air, whipped her hair I brushed back strands of time behind her ear When she awoke, pistol in hand Counting graves, adding sins Her eyes were black like a death, Her body was long, just like Hell Seven there is flying above Checking for the ones whose time has come I find her beautiful, what is your name? Tell me why your fingertips are laced with ice Who are the people that walk behind you? Just those that trade life after The mist has crept back towards her Seeking that she cometh apocalyptic now Bang! Bang! there goes her pistol Sounding the ponies of avalon A million years I watched her walk Never smiling, just watching like me The ones who tried to win her heart So bad, they wished to die God sentenced her this inheritance Unbiased to Heaven or Hell Although she gains a passage to both Dragging souls from mortals And leaving their shells In a casket closed When the living will be a lie, The sweetest secret she shared with me When the dead be of truth, My black bride came a walkin' to me I carried her pass a threshold Where the ancestors murmur and grieve The jagged bones and skeletons All began to drip dusty tears, on a hearts sleeve Court the Raven, for that be her name The Reapers daughter, I fell in love Her love took me as high as the Seven birds flown Her sensuality grasped my breath a deadly She puckered on my cheek A death without a name And it came unseen Like a midnight entertwining to bewitching Shot down by her hand Turned down by her hand in marriage Just another lover without a mate Watch black Ravens, interpretation of a love game
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