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The black bird
As I look out the window
It sits on it’s perch
Then it flies away slowly
As if it’s in starch
The black bird
I can feel all its power
I can feel its entire wrath
I can now remember the nightmares
Called my past
The black bird
As I fly away quickly from reopening my scars
I have now entered the world
Of stars
the black bird
So dazed by their light
And distracted by their glory
I’m now surrounded by my own emotional story



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PadoodalleeThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 10:10 pm:
You give so much room for interpretation and I love that! So deep and thoughtful. You did a magnificent job
 
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ZhadaMone said...
today at 7:22 pm:
Amazing, keep writing!
 
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