He requested to be the blood
That flows through your body
Just as you were the bird
That flew through his thoughts
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So you allowed him your heart
Despite all the cracks it held
While you remained his Scarlet Tanager
Chirping every love note
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No one could have known
He would drop your heart
The moment he dropped to the floor
Sputtering his last words
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Now you remain heartless but alive
Splitting your skin in hopes to bleed him out
So that you may fly away, but
Your wings have decayed to black bones
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You have become a crow
To every confused eye
Yet above his gravestone
You are his raven
