# Crow 

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They called them monsters

They called them the devil.

They’ll manipulate you, use you like a toy.

If you meet one, run the opposite way.

Because these demons are parasites 

They’ll sink their claws into your back

As the poison branches out to your heart. 

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But these monsters are only wounded on the inside,

As  the boy who called wolf, 

Their cries are perceived as lies. 

But they are not the demon,

The demon hides within them

Whispering to them 

That they’re alone. 

“Kill yourself. Kill yourself. That’s the only way you won’t be alone”

Every friend is a foe; Every promise can be broken-

*Will be broken.* 

On *any* day. At *any* time. 

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She said it’s okay but is that really the truth?

*No.* 

But I pushed her away again.

*Why did I push her away?*

It’s this parasite within me. I have to get it out. 

*But I can’t.*

The only way is to die.

*But do I really have to die? I don’t want to die…*

Just die. Set yourself free. 

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They always end up alone, 

While being alone is their greatest fear.

But who will hear the cries

of a cursed crow? 

They called me a monster.

They called me the devil.

They called me a crow. 

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*6 June 2020 1:15 AM*