Part 2

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So this no-rhyme poem thing is new to me... tell me your true thoughts please. :P

They call me a diamond

One in the rough

Though the latter is true

I am no diamond

A chink in the armor

I suppose that works

A glitch in the system

A failed link

In the chain that is

What life is meant to be for all

A failed link

Though what I am

A bird is what I am

I can sing and

I can fly and

I can dance and

I can cry

But I can't sing

And I can't fly

And I can't dance

But I can cry

My wings are clipped

My throat, sore

My feet are swollen

My tears are all I own

My own soul

Embracing sorrow

Submitting thyself unto

The life that is death

For what is life

Without living?

I rub my eye

Lie down on the grass

The earth hugging me

In its warm embrace

I feel free

A sense of freedom

It's a new sensation

I feel free

How weird to say it

Those words unspoken

Before now unthought

But today released

Taken by the wind

And flying anew

Flying to forbidden lands

Flying with my thoughts

And hopes

And dreams

But only to be struck down

Not by lightning

Not by death

Not by famine

But by the greatest enemy-

Fear

For I am no diamond,

Only the rough

A chink in the armor

A failed link

In the chain of life

(After writing this my mind is scattered. I think I like this type of poetry. Hmm...)

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