The shy bird was afraid,
It felt like it needed an upgrade,
but somehow it would always replay it's ways,
One day it's voice was a fade.
It was pointless to watch the bird
becuse he was misheard,
Now it's in the crowd and no more could it do it's ways,
they felt it was a waste,
then it was erased...
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Imagination Lines(poems,book 1)
PoesíaExplore the world in my imagination. Imagine the words as if you're saying them.See through my eyes with a bit of every line coming through as a stream.I'm full of ideas and topics. They're original and made by me with my rhyming dictionary, I know...
