The crow

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Spinning around, a graceful grief
I can touch him when the silence
Lies down heavy upon my chest

Remains of the night-time numbness
Black wings of a well known friend
Black heart hiding beautiful scars.

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4 thoughts on “The crow

  1. calensariel July 4, 2015 / 8:04 pm

    “Spinning around, a graceful grief… Black heart hiding beautiful scars.” Great use of oxymorons. graceful grief, beautiful scars… Did you KNOW you were writing that way or did it just stumble out of you? Very lovely.

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