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little bird

You all were right,
tonights the night,
To set me free.
You told me to die,
And I tried to fight,
but this was ment to be.
You pushed me over
the ledge of life
I've stayed my strongest,
But not this time.
Would you care?
Or blankly stare as my body
rests in its coffin.?
But thats okay because
im easily forgotten.
mother dear, you wanted the best.
But dont you fret, im counting to three,
Just please trust me.
im letting go,
im at the end of my rope,
And I thoughf that you should hear
I love you mother dear,
But now your little bird is free.<3
Written by Broken_Reflection0
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