Fly Away Peter, Fly Away Paul...

By Jerusha Lindsey N

One shines with deep green eyes, the other with crimson.

Eyes that lure people into purgatory prison.

They pierce thy throat and relish thy blood.

With claws like trident and beaks like scythe.

Two birds that rue the day, to hunt down every breath.

Birds of prey. Birds of death.

By Jerusha Lindsey N

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