Moon Shadows

Caw crow
That handsome body
On the cross
Cross my heart
Crossed swords
Uncloaking
Some strange
Unwise
Fallen angel
Figures crossing
Across the chasm
Of some epic
Winged dream
Torn down
By the sharp
Pointy thorns
Of some epiphanic
Dawn

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