*My precious bird*

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who wouldve thought that today could be the worst day of their life...when they find out the most important thing to them...a younger sibling could do such wrong; drugs....my little sister vic, you really think your all grown up now?..your not, your barley scratching the damn surface...and i can't bear to look at you with a thought of pride or being proud...all i can do is blame myself for not being a good influnence to you as an older sister.
vic i hope you read this, my little bird, because this sun will no longer shine on you...like i used to :(

Submitted: May 16, 2009

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where's my little bird gone?
Your sweet precious wings

Those innocent beaded eyes;

That glistened when the Sunlight

Shone on your beauty

My precious little bird

Where's my little bird gone?

Your wings wounded

Your eyes so distant;

and dreary

The Sunlight dare not

shine on you again...

Come back my precious little bird


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