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Crows

Crows follow her, that girl in all black.
Flying ahead but always, always doubling back.
Landing on buildings and trees but not far.
No, not straying away from that liar.
That girl is bad news is what they all say,
Just because she wears black, and nothing but every day.
I know she's a liar she says that she's fine,
I know she is not because I told her that line.
She tells them all her mom is just sick.
Not knowing that I've always used that trick.
It keeps them off my trail for weeks.
But truly I hate seeing her scrounge around just to eat.
I'd help her out if only I could,
I do what I can but its not that good.
I see her cry late at night.
Sitting there wishing I could hold her tight.
To be able to do it I'd trade all my souls.
I truly wish to fill the hole,
I see so deep inside her heart,
Feeling just how it tears her apart.
How do I know this, your mind may ask,
It's easy you know when you are her mask.
The thing she hides behind every day
And also the one she will never throw away.
So yes, crows follow that girl cloaked in black...
Because her soul is gone and it's not coming back.
I know that because I have replaced,
That one little piece but I left no trace,
Of the girl she was,
Don't you dare look at her face because:
You look at her eyes and that is the end,
You'll be next to enter the lions den.
Even I wonder what have I done,
because this girl was perfect she is the only one.
That followed me knowing exactly who I am
And that trust of hers is the biggest flaw, damn.
That once innocent girl with face all a mess,
Wearing the beautiful little dress.
Saw the demon inside the man that I wore,
Took the chance and then she went to war.
That little girl with the sweet angelic face,
Is now mine and she always knows her place.
She used to always find a way,
To make people happy everyday.
But now she lives beneath your feet,
In the palace I made now our lives are complete.
Her body above yes of corse it is there,
Ripping out lungs and tearing out hair.
Because now she is living out that lie,
She sold her soul so he would die.
The man who hurt both her and her mother,
I took that deal and made it her brother.
He is the one who did that horrible deed,
Killing the man who made her bleed.
Not knowing of corse,
Until I made it worse.
He confessed in his grief,
That night at the tree.
She turned on him then and me after that,
I never said I'd kill her dad.
Merely told her that come morning it would be done,
He'd bleed and bleed with the rising sun.
No one told her it would never get better,
Because she's dancing with me now and forever.
They say God works in mysterious ways,
But mine are worse because I don't wait for day.
I'll come on the wind in the dead of night,
Robbing your senses blinding your sight.
I'm the devil they tell you about in the book,
The one that's always around if you look.
I've seen your lies and heard your cries,
The wishes you make so people will die.
Well my friend take a seat,
I'll make you a deal thats oh, so sweet.
Down below is where I hide,
You think that you're strong but you'll believe all my lies.
You'll sit at the table feeling so alone,
But you'll never know that I am your clone.
Your shadow is and will always be,
The sweet and little adorable me.
That's how I win every single time,
They all see me and believe my line.
"I'm lost please help my house is hell",
That's the one truth but they can't tell.
They follow me blindly just like sheep,
When they awake in the morning it's little old me.
I've stolen their lives,
It's easy in time.
I use what they trust,
It's always a must.
It's a must so I win,
It's not really a sin.
But no one knows I've won until,
They never get back up that hill.
That's when they really understand,
The extent of my power the reach of my hand.
Yes you'll see me every day you're a basket case,
Because that's what happens when I wear your face.
I can't stay in one body for long,
It makes them crazy and something goes wrong.
When the crows start to follow I know that it's time,
I'll return home to everything that is fine.
So yes crows follow her, that little girl in all black,
Because they know the price she paid is one she can never take back.
Remember this the next time you see,
The crows that follow that man down the street.
Written by Evil_Angel
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