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The beautiful songbird croaks It's voice hoarse and rusty Not from lack of use But from lack of hearts to sway The songbird croaks anyway The beautiful songbird croaks I tire of listening, And reach for its throat... It's pretty eyes twinkle up at me The songbird croaks continually The beautiful songbird croaks It's kept in a cage, hasn't tried to escape I watch it without listening; Only then does the songbird sing Pressing cold beak To fishes gills, My heart beats through The fins and frills, The world askew, The siren stills The beautiful songbird dines Carnivorous feathers Peck at scales and skin The beauty forever enjoying the taste The songbirds song, misplaced The beautiful songbird croaks I won't hear again, The soft wheezing cry One last time embraced by him The songbird croaks goodbye
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Songbird
The beautiful songbird croaks It's voice hoarse and rusty Not from lack of use But from lack of hearts to sway The songbird croaks anyway The beautiful songbird croaks I tire of listening, And reach for its throat... It's pretty eyes twinkle up at me The songbird croaks continually The beautiful songbird croaks It's kept in a cage, hasn't tried to escape I watch it without listening; Only then does the songbird sing Pressing cold beak To fishes gills, My heart beats through The fins and frills, The world askew, The siren stills The beautiful songbird dines Carnivorous feathers Peck at scales and skin The beauty forever enjoying the taste The songbirds song, misplaced The beautiful songbird croaks I won't hear again, The soft wheezing cry One last time embraced by him The songbird croaks goodbye
songbird
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Medusealis
17/F/USA
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
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