Aren'T We
The black crow
Pierces the night
With eyes
Glowing crimson,
Hiding its secrets,
Desires,
And thoughts.
You can see
The depths
Of its hell.
A red void,
Sucking emotions
Out of my empty soul.
...see,
We’re one in the same.
9/26/2019
For the "Yalto poems only" Contest
Sponsored by Emile Pinet
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