The Crow

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Two lives ended early,

a love that won't die.

A crow to lead him

to the place where he lie.

White face and black eyes,

an angel of death.

Only revenge for his love

will lay him to rest.

Snakes he creates

with his bloody wings,

while his angel above,

a sorrowful song, she sings.

To be together again

is all they desire.

His power wanes

as he begins to tire.

This world he leaves

to its hate, anger, and pain.

Mortal shell to forever sleep

in the grave it was lain.

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