A Bird

A Bird:

a bird

An angel to watch over, blind, intwined, suffocating,

Charismatic and endless among tortured beings.

To live, to die, to be set free endangered species i am.

Individuality kills all moral aspects, it consumes what once was a being of.

Of light of darkness, good or evil.

None shall feel the wrath of me.

Addictions, fore comings.

What of individuality stands out.

A sheep or a wolf?

NeitherI am a bird that fly’s at my own will, and soars above the others.

I will nest where I see fit, and answer to nothing but the song in my heart.

Written by: A.L. Photo by: Sugar Skully

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