Read a poem of Poe submitting himself to the Nevermore Raven.
Take the beak out of my heart,
And sing a song . .
A song that is wet as tears
Rude as unanswered goodbye
Black as cloud living in eternal solitude . .
Take the beak out of my flesh !
Take the beak out of my heart,
And sing a song . .
A song that is wet as tears
Rude as unanswered goodbye
Black as cloud living in eternal solitude . .
Take the beak out of my flesh !
