I'll spread my wings and fly away
don't think that I won't go.
The harsh look in my eyes isn't real
I'm a Raven, not a crow

From youth I've lived my life alone
But now a hunter's by my side.
An enthralling game of cat and mouse
I keep the gap between us wide.

If love is lust then all is lost
my heart of steel won't break.
I kill without regret or guilt
but my feelings I won't fake.

Once conquered by the lion,
this soul was left to die.
His passion, love and tender touch
I found was all a lie.

Fire is both my friend and foe,
I've seen both sides of the coin.
It's burning flame lives in me
yet to murder it is joined.

I have a temper, full of hate,
I thought would never die down,
but into my life water flowed
and turned my life around.

I resent the way the water moves,
slipping between the cracks.
I fear that one day, sometime soon,
it'll stab me in the back.

Fate can be an evil b*tch,
as I have often learnt.
For without the water which threatens me
by my own fire I'll be burnt.

With bleeding cuts all down my wrists,
and bruises on my back,
I'll keep my shadow by my side
and search for what I lack.

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