It crushed me beneath my scream

Like ravens soaring in the sky.

I fall like rain after a storm

I go about frantic and cry.

The sky shudders from dread.

You recall the goddess of love?

I ache for her broken echo-

her whispers scream for blood.

A honey tongue sings silent death

when time mourns my gray spirit.

Life howls with fear to the Poet.

Midnight shrouds the face of beauty.

Who doesn't bemoan the beating heart?

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