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So I just posted this in original works but I'm look for feedback or commentary... As I said in the other subforum it's sortof inspired by Edgar Alan Poe's The raven.. Not necessarily about the raven at all, but the theme is there and a little more expressed into the sorrow I guess I could say.. Got any ideas? Here you go:

I think of nothing to say
Walk away in dismay
Feed the wolf in the depths of my core
Feed a life to come Nevermore..

Those lies that help her cure her soul
I'm left to play her jester's role
Abide to her and no one more
Fun for one night but then a bore

I wish I could tell her that its alright
I will say I've put up a good fight
maybe then ill enjoy being that body on the floor
But sick I am and to love again Nevermore..

Yet I can't take her out of my mind
I wish I was the one for her to find
That person who she truly wants to hold
But alas, I'm just Johnny and I shall love again Nevermore

When will I see straight again
To walk with her more than friend
Looked at through a glass cover
To know She won't call me lover

And so I feel my sorrow
Of pure love left to borrow
To lay with her, in bed by her door
To stay with her through the night Nevermore

Is tonight when she'll stay a little later?
Or maybe tonight's when I hate her
Or do I hate myself because I adore
The one who shall love me Nevermore!

If there was real feelings for us between
I'd be on the other side of this bubble screen
Instead I'm the howling by the shore
Wishing the world in me was Nevermore

So when I see her pretty face
And I know That i am her disgrace
I drown in the bubble that I've torn
And lie a body emotionally worn

I finally felt like everything was right
Back the it was always black and white
And still is, as I'm dead on her floor
Lost again pathetically loving her more

I give into you blind and arrogant
I know that I'm just your embarrassment
Just Push me away a little more
Tell me you love me to even the score

I felt like we had more than a fling
Echoing in my ear with the songs that you sing
Now I've lost my lion's roar
So let me love again Nevermore.
Look at the expression that express I'm poor
À tout à l'heure, tu as mon amor
and call me sweet Nevermore!