Murderer
Murderer
Unpredictable were my actions,
Just like his arrival,
Into the untamed depths of my abstractions
I heard them saying threatening things,
About me and Newfoundland,
As if we were a frightening mighty mind,
As if I was the Demon Witch,
Unwanted fallen down to Earth,
To damage their happy, joyful lives,
To take their youth, to take their lives.
Unpredictable was my sorrow,
Realising that
The rain was me,
The wind my soul,
My tears the see,
My birth the snow,
Their minds the murderer,
Who defeated me.
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