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May 2016
Poor black crow
Broke it's neck
Flying into glass

Kind of like
Me and you
Sorry to be crass

I'm the crow
Midnight black
Into love I fall

You're the glass
Crystal clear
With an emotional wall

I'm flying fast
into you
Emotions start to reel

Your heart is hard
Cold and gray
Seemingly made of steel

Hit so hard
Broke my neck
Ending with a crack

Left me there
On the floor
Never looking back
The Lunchtime Poet
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The Lunchtime Poet
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