Murdered that bird

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I suddenly feel like I cannot breathe,
From the empty corner of the room,
Destruction of life stares at me.

I don't remember the nightmares I see,
From this torment, this emptiness,
I wonder, would I ever be free?

Do I scare you with holding life in one hand?
Do I make you think where my madness would land?

Don't be scared, it's just the way I cope,
You're free to leave and spread the word.
The hatchling that took breath in the nest of hope,
With the other empty hand, I ruthlessly murdered that bird.

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