Red Dove

March 17, 2011
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There was a place,
That I once knew.
Now the walls are white,
The sun is bright.
But I miss that place,
With walls of pink
And temporary, artificial heat.
Dove, did you know,
I am a bird.
A little bird, with wings of white.
I fell from the nest
And watched you fly,
A stick pierced in my side.
Dove, you were beautiful
With wings of red
And a tail of crimson light,
But I was to be cast aside,
Thrown down to this room of white.
You made your choices,
In a smoky sky,
A room of red
Your gleeful demise.
Dove, I loved you,
Dove, I hate you,
Why I am in
This room of white?

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