Blackbirds On Her Arms
She has blackbirds on her arms
flying from scar to scar.
Covering the pain-all in vain
While singing black word songs.
Her destiny- a stormy mind
tossed about tranquility
in the howling waves of time.
Lanterns in the mist
gems of scattered hope
drift into the abyss...
Sshe has blackbirds on her arms.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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