"oh free bird how your wings of life fall to the stormy hot ground and flutter no more and your eyes remain shut not searching the fields and meadows of wonder for food or children's laughter. your soul flies no more with the clouds and wind and bugs and tree tops. your feathers are useless under the sun now who looks upon you with tear drop eyes and your little legs dont prance the earth for worms or the feel of the soft summer grass under your mini talons sharp enough to hold a branch and tender enough to carry your young who's every breathe now drowns without your regurgitated food...
and why free bird, why are you gone now? who's mighty arrow cast it's way into your heart and took the life beating like a lone drum in your chest? who threw the stone of darkness in your path to make thee fall from open air and onto the cooking ground below? why...why free bird...why...no seriously why?
because you are a fucking bird and nobody but bird people give a shit if your dead or alive...so do the world a favor and get over yourself....idiot."
-a poem, and a eulogy.
cuddlesmarkevin
1 comment:
that was beautiful...
and fuck that burd..
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