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The Bird

January 30, 2008
By Anonymous

You.
You white winged vulture.
You deceptive owl.
I am frail now,
I bear the scars,
Your scars.
You.
My strength dwindles
Dissipated through time.
Your constant pounding,
Your relentless surge
Of words.
You.
You Ignorant Child
You think its best
I’m not like that
I don’t like that
Please!
You.
You did this.
Your piercing screeching in my ear.
Teaching… teasing… taunting…

TAKE FLIGHT.


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