As the ending drew near,
I took a final breath of relief,
It tore through my thin skin,
Because all I knew was grief,
The harsh waves that flew back and forth,
And pesky Raven who dug far into my veins,
I knew little by little my life would disappear,
But I never saw it until they broke my chains,
I plummeted to my death,
My face straight as an arrow,
My screams nonexistent to ears,
Not until they heard all of my marrow,
I laid there quietly,
I dared not speak,
For fear that I'd get no answer,
But more than once I heard a creak.
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