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Raven Cain
Guest
Black eyes, black lips black hair.
Twirling with lies,
her heart dies.
Turning and churning,
her stomach filled with butterflies.
Cracking and shattering,
her heart breaks.
Tears run down her face,
her black eyes smudging,
down her cheeks.
Her fingernails painted black,
her claws drawn out.
No-one let in.
No-one let out.
Twirling with lies,
her heart dies.
Turning and churning,
her stomach filled with butterflies.
Cracking and shattering,
her heart breaks.
Tears run down her face,
her black eyes smudging,
down her cheeks.
Her fingernails painted black,
her claws drawn out.
No-one let in.
No-one let out.