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I am the raven at your window,

Looking in with a broken wing.

My feathers, tattered and torn,

I open my mouth but cannot sing.

Silhouetted behind the curtain,

Your elegant shape drew me near.

Standing in beauty, in a dress,

Is a woman over which I obsess.

I'm a .45 caliber pistol,

Loaded with sin.

Serial number's scratched off -

Who the hell knows where I've been.

I looked down at the time,

But just saw my naked wrist.

I can't get back the life we lost,

And the love and pleasure I miss.

I am the cloud that obscures the sun,

I am the wind that blows open your door,

I am the force that makes the rivers run,

And I will cherish you forevermore.

The roses I brought for you lay

On the ground, wilted from the rain.

The wind sings a solemn dirge -

You never even knew my name.

I didn't come here to die.

I want to know if I'm really alive.

Time ceased to persist forever ago.

Look into the abyss and fucking dive.