There's No Need To


There's No Need To 


Play me a sad song,

He said.

And I'll cry for the moment .

Then,he stepped out the


Plucked....., by invisible hands.

The fluttering of shrouds,

He hurtled earthwards.

"Death" from above!

The beating of wings.

Wraith like, Valkyries .....

Began their gruesome chore .

Some never even knew.

And were,dead.

As they left the door.

Some, lived a bit longer .

Before they joined,

That dying thrall .

And some, lived to tell the tale.

Though they don't, 



Speak of it at all .

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