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Nevermore

Once upon a midnight dreary,
I remember it so bleak and clearly.
Distant pasts of angel eyes return to me.
The silent screams and echoes unheard,
Shattered by the flight of bird,
What wrought by such a creature.
Beneath feathers and flesh,
A harbinger of death.
I shook my head,
Clearing the webs,
Looking there again,
Shaken at my core,
But only Darkness there,
And nothing more.
I called out in that silence.
Fearing.
Hoping.
Wishing I was dreaming.
But there the grim.
Haunted by that word unheard.
What sorrow it brings to my world.
And there I saw.
Amidst feathers and flesh,
A harbinger of death.
The fires that burned within,
Would go unquenched.
A thing foul of hells art,
Would rip my soul apart.
Scatter it about the floor,
And I shall be lifted –
Nevermore.
The bird,
A seer.
A window,
A mirror.
The still night shattered,
Muzzle flashes,
And nothing more.

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