Crows dance across a grey ballroom,
Even the sky cries for you today.
Tears and black fabric collide,
An old book speaks with impotence,
There is no undoing what is done,
You are of soil and sadness now,
Another marble tooth rising from the earth.
Widow and mother take residence,
Reciting a spell made from regret,
Knowing they can never bring you back.
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 8:36 AM UTC
Crows dance across a grey ballroom,
Even the sky cries for you today.
Tears and black fabric collide,
An old book speaks with impotence,
There is no undoing what is done,
You are of soil and sadness now,
Another marble tooth rising from the earth.
Widow and mother take residence,
Reciting a spell made from regret,
Knowing they can never bring you back.