Fly

in poem •  7 years ago 

The crow flies

Individuals pass on

Souls are lost

Tears dry

Love blurs

Blood quits dribbling

The sun sets

Blooms swing to clean

Individuals swing to stone

The crow solidifies

What's more, life stops

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