The sharp pitch of raven’s cry
Penetrates my heart.
The far-off cry ringing silently in my ears
Sounding in harsh painful slaps.
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The mournful cry of lost love
Echoing through the peaks.
The silent lilt of dreadful agony
Drives tears into the heart.
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Wrath’s cold note clutching at my fears
Finding depth within.
The sound of woe carried on the wind
Stilling every soul.
Weird. Dark. Nice.
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