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Despicable Crow
Beneath crevasses of broken stones
till death fills the empty shadows
with the grave's sharpest spade
in a plumed head of tomorrow
and wings of a despicable crow
staring at me with debauchery
devouring morsels and souls
beneath crevasses of broken stones
till death fills the empty shadows
with the grave's sharpest spade
in a plumed head of tomorrow
and wings of a despicable crow
staring at me with debauchery
devouring morsels and souls
beneath crevasses of broken stones
Published 9th Dec 2024
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