Shadow:

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3 weeks ago
Shadow:

I watched a sparrow sit upon a tree I told it fear not, it is just you and me Then a silence came, and the wind took it away The bird turned towards me, with a beak of pristine clay Upon its eyes, a stare of destiny Wings of hardship, feathers of infinity Then from its talons, it drew the breath from me While I lay dead, it said "Wake from your dream" And so I did, and rose from bed Took to the window, and stared out again And upon a tree, across the ways Sat a sparrow, with a beak of stained clay

3 weeks ago
Razor:

..-applause- e,e way better den my poemz

3 weeks ago
Elsa213:

The sparrow got drunk on clay, aye?

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

wow thats amazing! you made that?

3 weeks ago
Elsa213:

Yeidid

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

do u mind if i put this into a picture and send it to u?

3 weeks ago
Elsa213:

@Shadow e.e

3 weeks ago
Eiwoh2:

*insert thumbs up here*

3 weeks ago
Shadow:

Lol Elsa

3 weeks ago
Shadow:

Yes, I wrote it a while ago. And sure.

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

okie dokie :)

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

i made 2 versions, the only difference is the font.

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

@Shadow

3 weeks ago
Shadow:

Ah, that's nice. Where did you get the bird from?

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

i looked up 'fantasy bird' lol

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

want the original?

3 weeks ago
Nevey:

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3 weeks ago
NonportritV2:

Nice one.

3 weeks ago
AngeI:

Very nice c:

1 week ago
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