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Raven wings

So you let ashtrays
dirty with your memories
as you may think that is true
that there is nothing to desire
that there is only misery
and scraps of cardboard and skin

And with what they'll stay
with the mania of a reflection
sinking the fingers into old own wounds

And what is that you crave
raven wings unfold
spit your false prisons
Written by billywaise (Billy Waise)
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