Raven in the grey winter
In the cold night of winter
Somewhere in December
When the breezy wind moves about
As though it was blown by sleepy
Winter Cloud
As dark as it may be
Shadows of dead trees can be seen
Branches swing from left to right
Like a hundred hands reaching toward the sky for light
A creature that haunts the night
Is sometimes caught in sight
Its eyes glow so red
Those who look? will meet their fate
She rests weakly on a branch
Her body is telling her she’s drenched
Each tear that flows from her eyes
Sparkles with sadness and lies
The curse whispers through the shadows
Crying out soft miserable woes
It crawls and creeps slowly around her
Like a devil’s toddler
She spreads her wings to fly
Only to fall deeper into the cries
She struggles in the shadow of death
She’s about to lose her breath
In the grey winter of misery
Making the sky feel sorrow and sorry
The creature weeps
Because the curse lives forever
~~Gentle Soul~~
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