Feathered corpses,
Row on row.
Now we dance,
Where roses grow.
Tilted head,
Catching rain.
Beauty if of disfigured claim.
Listen to the black raven
Sing, the sirens whispered.
Words of black-silk.
Drenched wings,
Passing by.
Tainted wisps,
Of goodbye.














Comments
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"Infinity is time on an ego trip."
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Werewolves.
Are.
Cool.
I am one.
*RAWR* :iconwerewolfplz:
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"Infinity is time on an ego trip."
you know, i thought that too when i finished with it [:
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Werewolves.
Are.
Cool.
I am one.
*RAWR* :iconwerewolfplz:
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"Infinity is time on an ego trip."
I love how you rhyme, Kitty ^^
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I am not a leader, but a follower of the pack...I am not the fighter, but the healer of the pack...I am not the devil, but the angel of the pack...
I am the white wolf of the pack.
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