Wherever you go,
Im behind you.
Whatever you see,
I see also.
As your heart beats,
I thrive,
As you have brought me back,
From the dead.
I go through,
Killing all who helped,
Kill me.
Everyone dies,
But you’ve been hurt to.
My crow has forever been hurt.
The crow being my lifeline,
To live,
Is dying a slow death,
So its my turn to die once more,
For I have completed my task.
Please tell me what you think
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Of the crow
Sad and dark , it was a little difficult to interpret; the crow being a dark omen , he returns to haunt, death is an end to a means here, and then you die again...truly dark and there is much sadness in this;
I also learned of the crow ...
Lovely dark poem...it also seemed a dark sad prayer.
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