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Feb 2019
A bird flies into a window it can’t see
Until it hits the glass it doesn’t realize its not free
That it can’t be who it wants to be
That it can’t sing its melody

Now its broken, its shattered
Now nothing mattered
How can lives so simply just shatter
How can it be, the spider web fracture

Once and twice three times now
The rule of three follows me around
If I scream will it make a sound
Does anyone notice I'm going down

Like a bird needs to fly
Like a widow needs to cry
Is how I need to say good bye,
to cut off all my ties

A bird flies into a window it can’t see
Until it hits the glass it doesn’t realise its not free
That it can’t be who it wants to be
That it can’t sing its melody

Like a bird I am confined
Nothing not even my thoughts are mine
In here there is no such thing as time
I am slowly losing my mind
Written by
Rose Cliff  17/F
(17/F)   
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