Dark night,white spike thunder crash lightening flash. Silent scream violent dream. Lone walk small talk with crow flying low.
Harsh words are heard. She walks at her side a bird talks. Low cloud, shouts loud, she throws her head back, body slumps back slack.
No one there to care,she drags herself along the ground, not fair! Lash of rain,on the dark plain earth drinks time shrinks.Woman cries crow flies.
White skin all in. Blood runs off her chin. Tired eyes red rimmed , crow flies horizon skimmed. Sores high thought dark night her soul takes flight.
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