I am trying to wing My way into your heart Through the dirty air Of gossip and spite Hate the harbor of it all I am so tired My plumage Ruffled and stained From me brushing With the world My eyes filled With tears of dirt But I am still pushing on Piercing my heart With your silhouette Angled gracefully The last remains Trying to resolve My wordless pain I think I deserve Something better Than telling my tale Could have done Through the dirty air Of gossip and spite Hate the harbor of it all I am so tired I am done Going C
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Bob H
Love that graphic!
Great write Tinka!
Lisa
Tracey xoox(c :)42
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Felix
I hear Ya, the craziness is relentless.
and realizes that humanity is a confused mess;-)Stay a bird!