Last Login: 01/16/2013 8:06 pm
Registered: 12/28/2005
Gender: Female
Location: united states
And the raven, never flitting,
still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas
just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the
seeming of a demon's that is
dreaming, And the
lamp-light o'er him streaming
throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow
that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted - nevermore!
