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by Skyless » Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:18 pm
Amber saw Henry cringe and lifted him into a bed of flowers. The flowers were blue and sagging, but a bed all the same. She cried, stroking the blood coated wings of her dying bird.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.
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by Skyless » Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:26 pm
She stared at Henry. She hated that he hated her. She really loved him. But he didn't matter now, no matter what she felt. She needed to be with Kyle.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.
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by Skyless » Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:29 pm
Amber stared at Henry. She poked the shadows with her fingers, making them change. "Shh.. Kyle... Its okay..." She tried soothing her bird. His breathing was almost normal now.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.
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by Skyless » Tue Jan 28, 2014 2:32 pm
"WAKE HIM WOULD YOU?" She hollered. She went to the corner and began to make a little bed for Kyle. She needed him to get better.
I know why
the caged bird sings.
A caged bird stands
on a grave of dreams,
his shadow shouts on
a night mares scream.
We think the caged bird sings,
when indeed, he cries.
The song of a bird,
can never be caged.
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