[//BiRDS.]

cash out on everything.
and pay them for a smile.

great figure, of opposite.
keeping content all the while.

light up they sky,
oh reason for living,
i'm ready to die,
if it's yours, i'd be giving.

come on out,
oh bright childish charm,
and without a doubt,
they'd do you no harm.

discover the lookout
of birds of paradise,

and join them.




Poetry by Tori
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Written on 2007-08-07 at 03:37

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Joe Fern
Awesome poem. I like the odd rythm and broken feel of the poem.
2007-08-07