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Flightless Birdie
My muse is gone
Flown away
She left me empty
With nothing to say
Lack of motivation
My own tribulation
Eternal revocation
From this verbal masturbation
Defecating lies spewing from your mouth
Warning us
Taunting us
Swearing you’ll find out
Not like you ever will
You told us that was a must
As our blood began to spill
You’d never leave us…
Ok maybe just this once…
The knife in our back
Was placed by your very own hand
Plunged and twisted
While you smile as wide as you can
It was given with grace
A pleasant kiss and a friendly hug
And as you walked away
All you could do was give an innocent little shrug…
