Swan Song

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You want a song of happiness, 

How am I supposed to sing of something I haven't felt in years?

You want a happy song,

I want to be happy.

Like a bird in a cage,

You ask for something I cannot give,

I cannot be happy,

When I am not free.

You keep me trapped,

Because you think I won't return,

But I love,

And I will always return.

I'll sing my bird song,

My beautiful swan song,

When the cage I'm in,

Is my grave. 

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