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Hanging my innards on a tree Carrion hunters flying low Branches look so smart with my intestines dangling and no one seems to care about the pain I go through to make this thing jolly by spearing my kidneys on a twig no one even notices my liver dripping down the bough. You don't stop and ask about the way my skin is blowing in the wind you don't ask how I got my Heart so high that birds are nesting in it. No one even comments on the bark smeared in marrow and blood and bile. I only did it to make you smile and laugh, I only went to the trouble so you would notice me. And did you? NO Ignorant *****
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Mar 20, 2010
Mar 20, 2010 at 8:30 AM UTC
What a lovely conifer.
Hanging my innards on a tree Carrion hunters flying low Branches look so smart with my intestines dangling and no one seems to care about the pain I go through to make this thing jolly by spearing my kidneys on a twig no one even notices my liver dripping down the bough. You don't stop and ask about the way my skin is blowing in the wind you don't ask how I got my Heart so high that birds are nesting in it. No one even comments on the bark smeared in marrow and blood and bile. I only did it to make you smile and laugh, I only went to the trouble so you would notice me. And did you? NO Ignorant *****
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Mar 20, 2010
Mar 20, 2010 at 8:30 AM UTC
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