I had a vision, too dark to see
A dead raven that was still calling me
The harsh sound put me down
But the song it wasn’t clear
Tried to envision, her plans for me
The terror in me was a welcome agony
My chamber door made no sound
Our love's a forgotten lore
Dreaming by the day, to find what is lost on me
For when at night I lay, the dark is all I see
My excision, was plain to see
I implore that this shell it wasn’t me
The dreary man that you found
Could care nevermore
The omission, feed all you seen
Empty fowl birthed of mothered vanity
Velvet lined the crown
With no room for more
Dreaming by the day, to find what is lost on me
For when at night I lay, the dark is all I see
Tapping magician, no hands to see
Till the rapping completely raptures me
The absence fills the sound
Night’s Plutonian shore
Loves mortician, she buried me
An inquisition, Roman Catholics after me
A heresy towards our love
And a lost Lenore
Dreaming by the day, to find what is lost on me
For when at night I lay, the dark is all I see
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