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Crown of Crows
Soiled sinners lecturing on the art of being pristine. Innocents retreats to black pits and dank seams God tucked away the ivory ring and red lantern very few are rescued from the darkness within. The good sheep are hoarding gospel and fear charlatan and sharks are circling with shears. Talking heads in it for ratings and attention Town criers race baiting for a vote once again. Millions gorging on fish and blue-collar greens but very few do the sowing and reeling them in. The horizon is deeply rouged and roughened nobody caring enough to balm it or buff it. Bloated children are crying out once again cupboard and pantry are running very thin. There's no lullaby nor nursey rhymes left So, one day they just decided to snuff them. Black crows preening atop a thorny crown the curtain of humanity came crashing down. Somewhere deep in the soul of a dead-end night heaven was nailed to a neon, no vacancy sign Saint Peter packed up without saying goodbye.
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