Black Bird Poem by danyelle tedrow

Black Bird

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as i dream on the wings of a black bird
my soul turns to coal my mind turns to dust my hart frezzez and drops
from the sky like a frozen dead bird in the winter
as i dream the black bird sqwachs and i fall down down down

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Ace Of Black Hearts 30 January 2012

Sometimes we all live in the moment of the blackbird. Sometimes you have to fall before you can rise. It just a question how long it will take. How far down it is. How hard will you hit the bottom. ~It is to be expected we all fall at one point or another.

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