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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Swan Song Stealthy killers have crept Their secret bullet Reaching this empty nest Swans too unaware of attack Arms aimed riffles Pleasure hunted Shock Smile Blast Exhilaration Death Only one reflection now No other dark gaze looks back No other gliding ripples All reassurance has gone The lake of desolation Coaxed her half hearted rage Bleeds from a crooked corpse Pathetic winds stir dead feathers and reeds To animation No gentle neck arching Wings now absent haunt the breeze She is a pose of fear The air to void to fly No other yellow bill or back glinting eye None could vie with her chosen White beauty now unmoving Scarlet slash wickedly marring Maiming her heart with sudden isolation The ballet of the dieing Cannot see the cruel eyes prying Exulting in the deed Do not hear her lament Joining in a pact a spur of black Still mournfully beating Madness flapping struggled with reflection To lift his head from under To breathe till breath would burst her lungs asunder But lower still he seemed to fall Days shot sound echoed constantly Unmoving nights which found her Till dawn would bring its shadows Illusions born by sorrows Sends haunted dreams In madness before her Cast the moon in images of death defied before her A phantom wrapped in eyes of night And side by side they glide Mourning on the silver tide Three nights and no more can the moon contain In her heart the spur of black Lay barren ready for a violent ice caress For paths to cross just once She vowed in her willingness To become in her will an ice sculpture of Vengeance So harboured deep in proud beauty A malice in hatreds empathy Prayed for fate and chance to shake hands And there on the shore The assassin stands Gliding wistfully she Using all her grace and beauty To bind her quarry In her natural mystery Slipped over the stillness Approaching with coyness Mesmerizing light in water gleams Her fatal white and an arrow beak Fixed the man by her darkest dreams Opening wings Sheds intent glare beguiling Her neck an arrow javelin Unleashed her fury broke true and deadly With lethal intention And For her mate She launched her self upon him
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