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Blue Feathers
Black feathers slowly turning blue
Beady eyes shed tears
Lamenting over a lover gone
And back to turning tricks
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Midnight finally settles in
The time for hatching plots
Beak and talons honed and sharp
He becomes a loveless bird of prey
Flying high with napalm thoughts
Accompanied by Valkyries
And nevermore a shred of doubt
That justice will be served.
Beady eyes shed tears
Lamenting over a lover gone
And back to turning tricks
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Midnight finally settles in
The time for hatching plots
Beak and talons honed and sharp
He becomes a loveless bird of prey
Flying high with napalm thoughts
Accompanied by Valkyries
And nevermore a shred of doubt
That justice will be served.
Published 28th Jul 2016
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28th Jul 2016 9:13pm
"Beak and talons honed and sharp
He becomes a loveless bird of prey
Flying high with napalm thoughts"
I love this Sir Crow napalm thoughts..
deadly ink!
love Crim
He becomes a loveless bird of prey
Flying high with napalm thoughts"
I love this Sir Crow napalm thoughts..
deadly ink!
love Crim
Anonymous
28th Jul 2016 9:37pm
Hauntingly beautiful.
The depth of sadness, as well as the intensity accompanied by the revenge of heart....makes this so very captivating.
It allows many emotions within to surface.
Great work!
The depth of sadness, as well as the intensity accompanied by the revenge of heart....makes this so very captivating.
It allows many emotions within to surface.
Great work!
28th Jul 2016 11:36pm
"Lamenting over a lover gone
And back to turning tricks"
Ain't . . . that the shits?
Actually I found this finely written poem
to give into the anger and deception to
pick up whatever armament available
and, as has been said . . . Go with the gusto!
And back to turning tricks"
Ain't . . . that the shits?
Actually I found this finely written poem
to give into the anger and deception to
pick up whatever armament available
and, as has been said . . . Go with the gusto!
Crow, your work is just, just,.......inspiring and beautiful on so many levels. Your dark ink draws me in like a crease with no air...
29th Jul 2016 2:41am
29th Jul 2016 4:29am
Dang Crow......I got goosebumps just looking at the pic......then add your dark words of it.....what dark sad feelings came over me......luv this.....purple luv & hugs xo :)
