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Oct 2015
you've left him a sad mess
a sorrowful, flightless bird
his wings

and beat
and beat
and beat
and beat

against the floor where he lay
and nothing

did you enjoy it?
watching him writhe about
while you sat upon the pedestal
he placed you on

we all watched him fall
just like the others
only this time
I thought you had changed

you walked off the pedestal
to the cage
you'd left him in

and touched him
held him up
high above you

(even the stars
were jealous)

only to wring his neck
while we watched

and yet
he remains

wings broken
beyond belief

he thinks he can sing instead

*but you've taken that too
haven't you?
September 30, 2015
Angie Acuña
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Angie Acuña  20/F/Texas
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