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Little bird don’t fly,

        Fly away.

I wish to keep you here, on this day.

Trapped in that little cell, a rotting h e l l.

Pop that pill,

         Have a cyanide reverie.

Give up your will, choke on your scream.

Claw the air, nothing’s there.

Thump to the dusty floor,

     Your face suffused in the bird feed.

Struggle with life more and more, slip from this world,

   Away from need.

You don’t need to be here,

You wish to be free.

Little bird don’t fly,

        Fly away.

I wish to keep you here.