Bird of Broken Wings, by SMILING DARKNESS
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Wake up, darling.
The sun is out.
You're not alone.
Just see what's in the pictures
is right in front of you.
Your eyes have set the wrong tone.
You say you want to run free;
Here is your chance
Fly free,
Bird,
Fly free! |
| Posted: 2009-04-09 22:21:36 UTC |
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| 2009-04-13 03:18:59 | Tyler Cedric Golden |
| nicely said...and thank you very much for your previous comments and the stunning one in perticular...you are a good writer your self and glad to see you are fond of my poetry....Tyler |