Because I've led a life of a thousand missing kisses
because I'm a prisoner of the long death row of last romances
because I struggle by needle-point
to sew back stitch by stitch the insides of my heart
I to steal the eye of the crow at midnight... weep dark muffled tears
while wind and rain whips my lips bracing my words.

I steal the eye of the crow at midnight...
misery beams in her eyes
like two shining swords
balancing my pain.
Breathing person to crow, I shed plummage
I take my last chances with her hollow chrome...
I whisper into the small pit a mercy call
the stench feeds misery with a strange lust.

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