By: James Zander Young, Sept 4, 2013
Little black ravens of death should not be here today.
Why oh, why must you be here today.
Could you not come back another day?
Please, oh please, let us play just a little while longer.
It is not fair, you show up at the most inopportune time.
I don’t want to be your messenger of death any while longer.
Oh please release me from my imagined immortal shackles
Please, oh please I cannot take this anymore… any longer… any more.
Little black ravens.
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 3:39 AM UTC
By: James Zander Young, Sept 4, 2013
Little black ravens of death should not be here today.
Why oh, why must you be here today.
Could you not come back another day?
Please, oh please, let us play just a little while longer.
It is not fair, you show up at the most inopportune time.
I don’t want to be your messenger of death any while longer.
Oh please release me from my imagined immortal shackles
Please, oh please I cannot take this anymore… any longer… any more.
Little black ravens.
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