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. :)