there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say, stay in there, I'm not going
to let anybody see
you.
there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
cigarette smoke
and the whores and the bartenders
and the grocery clerks
never know that
he's
in there.
  • England
  • JoinedJune 9, 2017



Stories by _thatbluebird
After the storm by _thatbluebird
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Water Damages [Poetry] by _thatbluebird
Water Damages [Poetry]
the poetry I write when I can no longer process my thoughts without a pen x
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