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Crows in the Wheat Field
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The Darkness Must Go i've heard them coming for days now
wings beating a steady rhythm on the wind
no more angels hiding behind closed doors
to the walls they've all been pinned
i've seen the beauty of the sunrise
i can't bear to see it set again
they're coming in waves of orange and black
between the rows of harvested grain
i've coveted much, but i've hated more
and i wish it to be washed away
the crows are advancing the wheat field
i'll see not another day
this is cool,my friend brittany bunker wrote a poem about the painting"the scream"by edward munch you should check it out,just click on one of her comments in my guestbook
~*Guinevere*~