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Redbird
Contributed by
SensitiveSoAbused
on
Wednesday, 25th February 2004 @ 12:09:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
ambiguous
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Your pages, made of plastic,
are turning, now drastic,
you are burning,
by the book.
When you can no longer see
the colours that bind,
this darkness you'll find
may not let you
free.
See the bluebirds flying overhead?
(their silken feathers you're plucking)
so who cares if you're *****
up?
But the blackbirds, unseen,
as they steal to your heart,
take what you feel from the start,
..so take care...
Now Rosa Lynn is lying cold,
her flesh a milky white...
Take solice in
what she was told,
scarlet petals,
thorns in hand;
so when the redbird,
robin,
comes to you,
Close your eyes in Clothes of Sand.
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SensitiveSoAbused
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2004-02-25 00:09:47]
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Re: Redbird
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by lil_angel on
Wednesday, 25th February 2004 @ 12:20:53 AM AEST
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Re: Redbird
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 25th February 2004 @ 04:59:55 AM AEST
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| i like it very original |
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