As the Dove Dies

by dawn   Feb 9, 2009


Does it haunt?
As she moves from it.
The terror behind her
Trampling every step
Catching up
As she releases breathe
Horror
Terror
Shes screams
Blood burning through her veins
Cripling pain as she falls to the ground
Screaming bloody pain
Griping the heart
That was once there
Sweet melody
Save her as she falls
As she dives to the ground
As the hole takes over
As the crow takes flight
Into the darkness of the night
As the dove dies

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