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Ill-fated

Deprived of light

Crying for mercy

Into the night

Abandoned

Left there to die

Soon her wailing

Will reach the sky

The clocks are ticking

The air is still

A quiet figure sits

By the window sill

These moments of silence

Are taking their toll

Alone in her chamber

She waits for the call

At last

She mourns

Her sister's death

It's a crow funeral

Ill-fated

Deprived of light

Crying for mercy

Into the night

Abandoned

Left there to die

Soon her wailing

Will reach the sky

She joins her sisters

Her murder of crows

Together they plot

Against their villainous foes

The foolish townsmen

Who raped and killed

Will soon meet their fate

As their blood will be spilled

And the church bells toll

For another funeral