God forbid I become too comfortable in this place
In the sounds and the sights
What I see in you and what I smell on you
What I hear in us and what I fell with you
That I might talk faster than my brain will allow me to think
And end up revealing a piece of me that I can't get back
Can't unsay
And you will sit up
And look at me
And worry.
Scrunched brown brows sitting perfectly above your hazel eyes
That will worry for someone like me.
my name is dove, but I am the Crow Queen.
these gashes have healed
and my title is all that I have conquered, and nothing more
the songbirds take care of me
I wear a crown of lilies instead of roses
I ran faster than I ever had. So fast I didn't realize I had stopped. I was in Crow's arms.
"Feed us stupid girl. Feed us." The crows hissed.
"No." I told them
"Feed us stupid girl. Feed us!" The crows growled, louder they got larger and hungrier every second.
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