Raven
Author's Note: Enjoy the poem and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Twisted Metal series.
Summary:
A poem based on Raven/Shadow from Twisted Metal: Black.
Get them. Make them pay
She never took her mind off Kelly's last request
Nor her hands off the wheel of Kelly's hearse
Those jerkoff guys…
The stupid games the in-crowd plays with the lives of true friends just trying to mind their own business
"Witches" they wished to persecute. Gun. Not fathoming the code. The cards
The voodoo soul mates shared
Real tight and full of danger
Puts a spell on you
A prank. The fuckers drowned Kelly as a prank
Next, it'd be them to take the long walk off the short pier
Raven was hopeful to see, as she pushed that first pin down
Could pigs swim? Swim in their own blood?
A shadow fulfilled in a pitch-black room
