The Crow

I heard a tapping as of someone gentely raping raping 
at my chamber door for ever more as the crow flys 
around and around looking for souls that will never be 
found weather youve cross over or are still in 
between it realy doesent mean your lost you just 
havent found your place in the after life your not 
alone as it is for shown the path of Death we do not 
know its a new life we must let go to help them along 
their path and cross over so thay know we have let go 
but not forgoten the the times we shared and spent 
together through the harshest weather through sleet 
and snow and even though it will never be the same I will love you always just the same when we looked into 
each others eyes and all we saw was pain