[ poem ]
She sits await in dark abyss
‘Tis lady crow you see
On days of rain she comes to haunt
And sanity all flees
Her smile’s your one enemy
But who else is your friend?
Forgotten your beginning
You fear there is no end
And down the rain comes gray and cold
Swing, swing, miss crow on wires
I love these rains come down on me
To calm the raging fires
I watch the crow, swing swing she go
I think I’ve lost my mind
Her smile float float, Down we go
I’ve left you all behind.

[ comments ]
uhh.. doodle. don't try to make sense of it. because it doesn't. haawwrrr.

thank you for looking.

[ edit! ]
whoa.. sorry for making this thing come up on your watch again... but have to clarify something.
she IS NOT/is not inspired by: mary poppins, 'death', mana.. or whoever else you want to call her. she's lady crow. MY lady crow.
x) that's all. thank you.