Wednesday, July 21, 2010

This is where the black crows gather

This is where the black crows gather,
Slowly eating away,
they spread their wings to frighten me,
I think these crows are here to stay,

Here he is perched upon my shoulder,
weighing me down until I fall,
whispering "She won't listen to what we told her",
watching on as I try to stand tall,

Come and join us black crows,
let me perch upon your grave,
I do not forgive all your sorrows,
As it's not you I want to save.

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