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Ravenelle
Name: Ravenelle
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Sat, 10 Feb 2018
Membership: Member


Personal Bio
My name is Ravenelle.But I like to be called Raven, Rave, Ra-Le,Demon,Midnite,or even Angel.You'd be able to know I got the nicknames Demon and Midnite if I tell you.My birthday is on January 1st.Although,when you ever see me,I may look,sound,and act older,I'm only 8 years old.When you think I wouldn't understand some of the things you're saying,you're wrong.I don't have any family because my past and family are a mystery,but my mom takes care of me.She adopted me when I was born.Her name is Phoenix-Shadow.I don't know who my family is.All I can remember is my name,age,birthday,and also a few other things.Here's a warning:NEVER HURT OR UPSET ANY OF MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS OR YOU'LL REGRET IT.Okay well I'm going to post my poems and even stories below my profile when I can.I'm sure you'll love them^_^ The world is not as it seems.Everyone needs to know the truth,even if it they don't want to hear it.But can they handle it? I think they will.Some things are hard to explain,but at least they'll know everything.Will anyone believe or listen to anything I say?I don't really think people is ever going to believe a little girl.All I know is that my life will change much more than it has before if I tell anyone... My Dark World As You See It: In my world, All that I own is the Darkness All that is "weird" to you is perceived to be normal by me What you may think is "strange" is what I will call "beautiful" You may turn away from what I call "interesting" But Who Cares? My world is for me Dark Child: Can one be so empty? So cold and heartless? Allowing no one to touch them.... To hear nothing but hatred Until the angle falls upon them Until her black wings are out stretched Watching them always, Waiting to capture, Death awaits them Not knowing they'll end, End for their crimes, End for the hurt and pain caused Onyx eyes they see Yet character unknown to them Character no one can described...... The eyes capture them They want to know To see, to help, to fill with happiness. She is happy doing what's right Those wings show pretty and untouched The eyes around the onyx is a hint of gleam She's there watching, waiting There to help, to see the weak become strong Strong with her help to take their pain She's happy for them She's known the feeling Always going to her place Her love and he's happy Happy to see her fight Fight for the right For the innocent...... Yet is she innocent Many wonder why she's this way Allowing no one near her Not even her own Standing back watching her pain Watching her suffering Taking others sufferings away Putting it in her She takes those away Making sure the innocent are avenged Yet allowing no hope for her self Allowing no love Just blackness No heart, nothing, for she is the darkness that falls on them... Black Rose: I am the black rose, Among all the red And though no one knows I have no tears to shed Covered in the ashes That I burned myself I am buried in my past And what I have dealt I probably should have known That I?d pay for what I have done But the truth is, I?ve grown And in the end I have won There is much I have learned Despite the circumstances, And I know I didn?t really earn All those second chances I didn?t even try my best All I did was play my game I failed the unwritten test Smothering me in charcoal shame It was only later did I see Who I had become Lost in a red, red sea And I the only black one I am sure beneath the waves, Trapped in memories and time, There are a few we didn?t save And who we?ll never find But as I stand here, And look around this garden Few friends remain there While so many have fallen In the weeds that keep returning, And in the colorless world of green It?s hard to keep on yearning For what used to be seen A rainbow of flowers, old and new Without much clutter And the enemies few But it?s this - that makes me shudder To think what we had in our hands, What has drifted and fell From soil, to sand Who we once were - no one can tell This garden is astray in a drought Trapped in sea of troubles It?s not a wonder I don?t stand out Lost in this cloud of rubble We are in black and white This overrun garden of rotten seeds The flowers left have no light Forgotten in lost creeds So I suppose that is why No one really missed me And that?s the reason I don?t cry For what may be We are in a pit of gray So it?s easy to misplace, In this dark without day, One single face I stay in my corner now, Watching the garden overflow Though I severally doubt Anyone really knows What this mess of flowers, and weeds, Crawling in and out every spring, Really did for me, Or what it really means This blooming blossom, forgotten, Who no longer has a place, Has found a home in? This grayish little space And I even though I took root, So long ago, no one really knows That I will never be moved, This girl, this, black rose