Raven Dark Storm
Where the motorcycles were parked and the shots rang
Where my young lover lay, face cold and awful pale
Where I laid him in his coffin, the smog mugged me of breath
Where the hail from the black clouds came faster than tears
Where molds grew their families right where I lost mine
Where the saga ended itself, but the smoke wouldn't go
When I spoke on his behalf to the scowling Justice
When the raven cloud formed right above my scalp
When his killer left shackeless, blood still on his hands
When the single cloud formed a bowl of twists and tumbles
When a black cloud ripped me of my skin, my heart, my mind
When I gripped his remains, hands tight like bolts, and began to whisper:
"Embrace the void."
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