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Robyn K Bethany Sep 2018
I look over top of the snowy mountain
I stand upon,
A look of worry upon my solemn face,
As I wonder for the souls lost above.

An evil call overhead
As the King of Birds makes its way,
To a place of unknown
In the far hills over way.

And I, a lonely wanderer
Stood tall on top of the world.
Follow the bird with my eyes,
Wishing it well as I follow through.
Something to be interpreted however you wish :)
Robyn K Bethany Sep 2018
Standing in the pouring rain
Water dripping down your face,
Hair in strands covering your eyes,
Eyes that stare and full of pain.


Never has there been such sadness,
Nor anger nor hatred nor madness.
A look fit to **** the devil
The devil that is me.

        And so,
Standing in the pouring rain
With tears streaming down your face,
The look of evil in your eyes,
        Ends,
Ends the life in me.

— The End —