Proper IntroductionA Poem by CrowCome one, come all, step under the big top. See the broken soul, Crow! Watch the knife to his heart drop!My name is Inkwell Crow if you will. I have an obsession That may give you a chill. I love to induce, Emotions of fear. Insomnia, Anxiety, Screams I love hear. My soul has been broken, Bent and since bowed. All that remains is a void, don't you know. And so I'm a "madman" Least that's what they say. They don't understand me and my maniacal way. Perhaps you get it, You seem a smart chap, Listen for me this night Your door I'll rap-tap. Just let let me in, You, friend, I won't mame. All you need know, Inkwell...Crow is my name. © 2016 CrowAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCrowAboutWithin the darkest hearts. Within the most twisted minds. Within the most frayed souls. Emerges the greatest of tales. more..Writing
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