The Dark Wood's Murder of CrowsFrom the trees Caws echo and sound,Enveloping Travelers all around.Black Feathers and Beaks,Calling out from their PeaksLike the subtle warning signs,You find between the lines.But few unknowing have not heard,Any warning signs from each sly little Bird.So victim they fell to the silent Theft,Losing any Gems that they might have left.The victims made their stories well known,and warned the people, "Don't go there alone."Though one day a wanderer happened a near,Straight-faced, lacking any sign of fear.Quite normal she seemed,Or so the Birds deemed,Until one ventured to pluck a hair off her head,And moments la
TonightTonightI squeeze the little rectangles in my hand tighterAnd the sharp edges begin to dig into my fingersAs if trying to warn me to grip lighterSo I wont crush my precious gift.Because tonight you may be at homeAnd my side might be emptyBut I'm not really alone.
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