I can’t bare this broken feeling
A lost and lonely island
Without a bird which to sing
A empty coast with no ocean clash
The waves tumultuous in baren sea
How the ache inside for her lies
That vain, void, visions leave me
Desperate to cling to her dress
Oh how I despise these tears
Cried for what purpose a river
When not once she knew the years
I dreamt of sweet lady blossom
The raidiant flower flowing in fire
Gaze upon her cherry pink lips
Hear that soft melodic song my desire
To keep her close it’s true
Yet if she exists and I her vast agony
What lonely island lost drifting
A boat upon empty broken seas
Is Koraki the raven of broken wing

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