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The First Darkness
January 26th, 2010
A young bird flaps
It's bent and broken wing.
Looking to the bright blue sky
Yearning to soar and sing.
But it's on the ground
It can not flee
From dark hidden things
It can not see
So again
Once more it tries
To quick escape
The twisted lies
But knows it can't
For hope has gone
And so it ends,
The young birds song.
A young bird flaps
It's bent and broken wing.
Looking to the bright blue sky
Yearning to soar and sing.
But it's on the ground
It can not flee
From dark hidden things
It can not see
So again
Once more it tries
To quick escape
The twisted lies
But knows it can't
For hope has gone
And so it ends,
The young birds song.
Published 24th Mar 2011
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9th Apr 2011 7:39pm
i loved your poem so much because i could relate to it a lot so i used it at school for my peotry explication. we had to find a poem and interpert it peice by piece and type it up. i got a B.
9th Apr 2011 9:26pm
I actually wrote this because I was suuper pissed at my knew english teacher, and this was my very first "dark" poem. I'm glad you liked it so much. ^.^
