I watched a bird fall today
her wings broken and bent
the knowledge of the skies
did not work on earth
She fell
to the ground
She flew downwards
the opposite way
her wings
my faith
broken
the bird fell
She looked like me
She had my face.
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Poetry for the heartless and heartbroken
PoetryMy poetry dwells in the infinite sadness of the broken and the heartless.
I watched a bird fall today
I watched a bird fall today
her wings broken and bent
the knowledge of the skies
did not work on earth
She fell
to the ground
She flew downwards
the opposite way
her wings
my faith
broken
the bird fell
She looked like me
She had my face.