Luke Fellner

Crumbs in your hand,
a bird will peck, hurting you 
not because it wants to,
not because it was 'brought up like that'.
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No matter how dark the day,
at the end of it,
the night is always darker.
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Coloring the night sky,
as if ink drops blooming through water>
A red tint, bright and obnoxious to the time.
Set out to set light on my shortcomings.
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Supersonic.
Unknown to be coming.

BANG!
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Purple pier

This Purple pier
full of ever-lasting wonder,
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Take parts from mine,
repair your damaged heart.

My heart was your all,
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A night without you,
a sheep without its shepherd.

Although, this night has come,
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