
Corbie
Death lingers for all mortal beings, waiting for its chance.
I have been seeing him for a while. I don't know what to think of him. Nopony else sees him that I know of, and he doesn't really do anything. He just watches with those big, black, creepy bird eyes.
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Just something random I made up in ten, maybe fifteen minutes. A free-verse poem following an OOC, lovable pony--enjoy!

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- Corbie 2013-01-12 20:20:30 UTC1008