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A Bird Alone

Flying around in my bitter cage I haven't eaten in three damn days These bars you see Have been the end of me Now listen to this story Hatched and raised with out any mother I met her in the east, on the north west corner All was good Until one day he stood We held on and apparently it was understood. We were taken away to this very cage We lived our dream until that faithful day The lock unhinged and you flew with out fear perched upon the ceiling fan It was so Fu*king weird You sand the song of last goodbyes and flew away no matter how I cried Not it's me, like never before No eat, no sleep only pace this newspaper floor. Now I sleep, I hate my life I can't take it anymore

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/12/2012 7:58:00 PM
I can feel your words. Strong, tormented, bitter, hardened.
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