• My raven, my dove, who are you?
    My hatred, my love, what happened to you?
    My demon, my angel, is it you?
    No, My darkness, no my light.
    Nothing has changed about you.
    No, it is all me who's gone wrong.
    My ravens gone white, my dove black.
    My hatred is weak, my love no more.
    My demon is dead, my angel fallen.
    I am no longer the person I was before
    My once colorful heart, now bland and gray
    Longs to be free once again.
    But Ive locked it in a box, and thrown away the key.
    The soft little key, that hangs around your neck.
    Does it perhaps fit my bladed shallow heart.