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Pagan Poetry - Survival of a Crow hearted girl

Survival of a Crow Hearted Girl

Clawing at my back down to the bone to try and find my soot stained wings

Blood in the welts Of where they lashed Badges of honour from a battle long fought

Tearing my skin To draw out my chain Remembering that I could fly once

Screams in the night Memories resurrect Hearing the call to run until I ache

Until my feet crack Until my knees fail Until the ground swallows me whole

– Joey Morris 2016 All my own work and design all rights reserved

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