Troubled birds of paradise fly with dark wings,
but never heavy hands
Only we will ever know the godforsaken burden of guilt
weaned from conditional loving.
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A book of Rhymes - poems for the soul
PoetryPoetry of all kinds, every chapter is a new story with different authors and artists to share.
There's something in the sky
Troubled birds of paradise fly with dark wings,
but never heavy hands
Only we will ever know the godforsaken burden of guilt
weaned from conditional loving.
