my friend.
Black Crow losing feathers,
Black Crow singing sad songs,
His heart is broken, the bird had nowhere to go.
He flies the lonesome sky and beings to wonder... 'why?'
How did he ever come to a place like this? How could he get out of the dark abyss?
Without any guidance, any friendship, any hope, he thinks he is here to stay.
Now he's always in this midnight. Seems like it's never going to leave. He has no backbone to carry him home.
So now Black Crow says "Come on and bring on the misery" because whatever you do you'll never break him more then he is now.
Black Crow singing sad songs,
His heart is broken, the bird had nowhere to go.
He flies the lonesome sky and beings to wonder... 'why?'
How did he ever come to a place like this? How could he get out of the dark abyss?
Without any guidance, any friendship, any hope, he thinks he is here to stay.
Now he's always in this midnight. Seems like it's never going to leave. He has no backbone to carry him home.
So now Black Crow says "Come on and bring on the misery" because whatever you do you'll never break him more then he is now.
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I took some other sentences from my other poems and mushed them into this one because I needed to make a 'lonely' poem for my English and I was too lazy to make anything up. Cx