Write your own.
It's time to read;
lay under the shadow of a tree.
Only for you to swoop in and steal.
Raven, raven why must take my words away from me?
—《♡》—
This poem exists because I'm not allowed to read lmao. Maybe I'm being dramatic lol.
GOOD NEWS TIME
I won a poetry contest held by SonyMusicIndia !!!
(seriously doubt the legitimacy of that account, but anyway)
This was my entry for- I don't exactly remember but Virtual v Reality or something like that.
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*sigh*
It's hard to make sense of it, but I try.
YOU ARE READING
My Beloved Raven,
PoetryRavens smell weakness; they wait for you to die, so that they can feed on you. This one's for my raven, who I sometimes love and sometimes hate. You make me feel so many things. You make me human.
