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Kai Oct 26
heart of feathers, heart of down,
keep me warm, won’t you?
cradle me soft, won’t you?
be my pillow, my quilt, my comfort
and carry me into dreams, won’t you?

mind of plumes, mind of quills,
help me fly, won’t you?
be my wings, won’t you?
give me flight, freedom, wind
and carry me to the clouds, won’t you?

my tears will drench your down
don’t let me drown, won’t you?
my tears will waterlog these wings,
but you’ll still fly, won’t you?

broken wings, broken bones
blood feathers, i won’t know
until i fall from the sky
and only then i’ll wonder ‘why’
shortweeb Feb 2021
We all know this friend

They are the friend that if you need anything

They are right there

They are the friend that stays up until 3:00 am to listen to your sobs and cry's

They are the friend who always puts that smiling fac- mask

I bet you thought I was going to put face

Oh no no no

The therapist friend is the one who is truly unhappy

They are the friend who feels so alone when they need help the most

They are the friend who cry's right after they get off those hour long facetime calls

They are the friend who is screaming out for help but you cant hear it

They are now going to put that mask back on and say...

"Welcome! I am that therapist friend. What seems to be the problem?"
If anyone seriously wants to talk about something that's bothering them I am open to talk! This poem is based on another poem that I reposted on my profile please go check it out its called "Happy Friend"

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