motion poetry.
transcript;
chamber door.
raven!
you will rest in piece.
pick me.
pick somebody else.
do whatever you want.
leave me alone.
they say that raven's epitaph should read.
we do care.
we can help you.
we can turn you into a butterfly.
I hear voices in my head.
I call you unworthy of the body you possess.
and then come in like a vulture and swoop down and pick there caresses clean for the rest of your life.
my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor shall be lifted.
bound for gorey.
nevermore.
holy shit this is sooo amazing. gave me chills
Mariahhx 2 years ago