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Wretched

March 5, 2013
By RstarB BRONZE, Victoria, Other
RstarB BRONZE, Victoria, Other
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Little bird of the night
You are such a dreadful thing

Sitting on a crooked branch
Dancing in the howling wind
With
Soulless eyes
That harbor darkened skies

Little song bird dark as night
With your eyes so dim

Why do you poison
On a whim

Tainted feathers spread through the night

And clenching talons lay on the virgin flesh

Your
Poisoned beak from which toxins spill
Never tasted as sweet
And still your poison songs do leak
Into the starless night

Such a wretched thing you are
Little songbird
But aaah
How sweet your toxins are

~

Little blue bird
Little blue jay

How I love to watch you play

Your soft little feathers fell from the sky
Catching sight

Chasing you
Through the never ending skies
Seeking
But never reaching

Your promise of comfort

Little blue bird
With bright eyes
What do you see
When you look at me?

I'm sorry to disturb you
During the sunny hours of the day
But maybe sometime
I can join you in your play

Oh little songbird
How I long to reach you
In the sunny haze


The author's comments:
Sometimes it's nice to release pent up emotions.

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