as she watched the birds flew
with a liberty she never knew
grateful she was at last
the way her eyes shone had passed
and now she felt merely alone
hearing the crack of her collarbone
it shuddered all the way to her back
if only, a world she did not lack
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p is pronounced like pay in dutch
Poetrypoems, just poems wanted a cute little place to save all of my poetry. sometimes my notes app gets a little too silly and then it deletes all my notes.. no way... if ur reading this, enjoy lol <3 ‼️I don't usually title any of my work so nearly ever...
