Rayvn Is Thy
Brown eyes as mysterious as the meaning of life
Purple hair as wild as the blistering winter's wind
Skin as olive as the oak wood's bark
Voice as chilling as the halloweens fright
Rare smiles that creep across her face as unexpected as a surprise
Snakebite peircings upon her bottom lip as tempting as a blissful kiss
Energy as uncontrolling as her oppionated mouth
Imagintaion as unlimited as life's possiblities
Disturbing past that still holds her back as heart wrenching as losing your own innocense
Chains and studds don't make her what she is
The color black doesn't define what she is or what she believes in
Her desire is not to fit into a little labeled box
Rayvn is Thy.
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