Can you not feel the birds
Crying for mercy.
Can you not hear the birds
Wingless in flight.
Can you not hear the screams of my soul
As you're hands are placed in mine.
Hear the tremble, see the tears that do not shed.
Watch me scream out in pain
In this silent state.
In this silent state
My heart shattered
In this silent state
Hearts are shattering
In this silent state
The birds of silence and the birds of the poor the birds of your conscience are screaming out for more.
But you're heart is shattering when it touches next to mine.
It hears this silent thunder.
My heavy wings are naked
Fragile in you're grasp.
Please let me gently scream, silently, I gasp.
In this silent state.
In this state.
In this.
In.
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