They called me today
He said please sit down I have something to say
Your immortal beloved has died today
The sky turned red
The sea black
For now what was to occur?
On the ground my heart was found
A murder of crows
Took their turn
For I with out a heart was too weak
The crows carried on with their early morning feast
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