Crow Black Dream
the crow flew to take the fallin the storm that has brewed
and the fire consuming all
and the flail most rude
that struck wild and tore apart
all the goodwill and happiness
that was left in the crow's heart
Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2011-02-08 at 11:01
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