Nobody knew she was
losing herself underneath
this heavy cloud
which became
a part of her,
It would always
pour down once
she left her home,
The birds would follow her
wherever she went
giving her guidance
without her looking
in the right direction,
Swooping and gliding
over her as she sat
alone
From this day,
she is free
protecting the other lost birds
that want to come home
to where they last were
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 1:54 PM UTC
Nobody knew she was
losing herself underneath
this heavy cloud
which became
a part of her,
It would always
pour down once
she left her home,
The birds would follow her
wherever she went
giving her guidance
without her looking
in the right direction,
Swooping and gliding
over her as she sat
alone
From this day,
she is free
protecting the other lost birds
that want to come home
to where they last were
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