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Black Bird.

I felt the cold breeze chilled on my skin, So I opened my eyes to blood like wings. That circled me till I saw no more, Leaving a shadow behind closed doors. As it gets close, distant, but near, I said goodbye to the ones I love dear.

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Published: Jan 29, 2020
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Tags: #death #depression

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