B L O O D Poem by Camelia Dragusin

B L O O D

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I once dreamt of a redbird and it spoke to me
Its wings had no shadow and its eyes were paler than
The long gone light of the dead stars
It spoke to me of a freezing hell
Of a little scorpion devoured by a fly

Wednesday, September 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: darkness,witches
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Camelia Dragusin

Camelia Dragusin

Transilvania, România
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