Sometimes life is black.
Like a raven clawing ever at the window of my soul.
Clawing evermore.
A crow's caw that rings in my ears,
Penetrating the depths of my wistful mind.
Endless pain and suffering.
Is it worth it?
An awful occurence, these ravens at my windows and the crows
In my ears.
It should end.
EMO- Emo Mauling Organization
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