Tell Tale Raven

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^raven's bed room.

Me and Tommy finished taking care of blue jean for the day, and I put water in his troph, turns out he will only drink cold water. Peculiar habit for an animal such like him.

We are now in my kitchen I am on my new Samsung Galaxy Note 4. And Tommy is in his iphone6s plus. What stupid names for communication devices

He seemed pretty awed with the fact that he was in, my living space. He kept snaking glances at me then his phone, and we eventually exchanged contact information. I did have to say it made my heart flutter when he very he looked at me the way he does.

I do not have such, romantic emotions for Tommy, now cut out your human ignorance.

Tommy began looking around the room, and spotted my keyboard.

Please have mercy on me and don't request for me my thoughts out to music.

"You play?" He asked picking it up and walking towards me on the bed. He sat down and placed it on my lap.

"Yes I do, why do you ask?"

"Play me something." He demanded with a smile I couldn't resist.

"Very well."

~•~•~•~•~•~(song: Dark Enough, Amanda Lopiccolo, I just changed it a bit)

There is a girl in the front of my class

Who I swear I've never seen do anything but laugh.

She's tall and she's smart, beautiful and strong,

And when someone's down she tries to fix what is wrong.

How does someone so perfect, feel so insecure,

As to scar her skin with cuts and burns and still wants to hurt more.

How does someone so loving, learn to hate her own guts.

Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade, as if her mind isn't dark enough.

I know the girl, in the front of my class, who's eyes are glazed over like newly cut glass.

The Ghost of a smile hints at her face, and she laughs as they tell her who's on first base.

How does someone so perfect feel so insecure, as to scar her skin with cuts and burns and still wants to hurt more.

How does someone so loving, learn to hate her own guts

Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade, as if her mind isn't dark enough.

I was close with the girl in my class,who's so sad it's rare to see her smile or laugh.

People tell her jokes like the one with the guy

But all she does is close her eyes, and enters her mind.

How does someone someone so perfect feel so insecure,

As to scar her skin with cuts and burns

And still wants to hurt more.

How does someone so loving, learn to hate her own guts,

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