It was a toxic affair
poisoned to the core
no tall snow top mountain to hike
or no deep blue ocean to roll
It has wings though
brown, ash and white tinted feathers
flies high, knows no where to go
So it spins around the same circle
same old burnt hearts that smell rotten
the wings fall tumble and again spin
around the same burnt rotten hearts
But the heart wants what it wants
good bad ugly crazy trash
it wants the wings
not to fly, not to hike or not to roll…


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