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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A short poem of loss and learning to get over it.

Submitted: December 01, 2019

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Submitted: December 01, 2019

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My bird flew away,

Leaving me all alone,

Leaving a dark hole,

Far to close to home.

 

It got tired of me,

And took to the sky,

So I muster up the energy,

To say goodbye.

 

We'll never meet again,

So here I stand,

With you gone,

Leaving my cold hand.

 

You flew away.

What am I to do?

I suppose I'll carry on,

Without you.

 


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