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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
..-applause- e,e way better den my poemz
The sparrow got drunk on clay, aye?
wow thats amazing! you made that?
Yeidid
do u mind if i put this into a picture and send it to u?
@Shadow e.e
*insert thumbs up here*
Lol Elsa
Yes, I wrote it a while ago. And sure.
okie dokie :)
i made 2 versions, the only difference is the font.
@Shadow
Ah, that's nice. Where did you get the bird from?
i looked up 'fantasy bird' lol
want the original?
Nice one.
Very nice c:
Shadow you make wonderful poems. < 3
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