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Apr 2016
Three ravens cry
for the stormy sky.

How it must feel
to be so sad,
to be in such pain,
to hurt so bad.

How it must feel
to be hated so much,
to not see the sun,
nor feel its touch.

How it must feel
to be so alone,
to hope for your clouds
away to be blown...
Written by
Corthonyax  Where dragons roar
(Where dragons roar)   
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   --- and ryn
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