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Burning Birds

If I never breathe another breath,
I’m not like the mistresses-
(Who, to you, don’t exist at all,)
With the mistakes of gold
Paved in current red.
In my point of view-
Every day the game changed
When running on empty
was the only thing I had.
Why must you give it all-
Then take it all away.
Such a foolish little girl.
With her bright cerulean eyes
And dreams of flying to freedom.
I take those matches,
I’m not afraid to burn to run,
With flames in my wake,
It’s time for better.
Over the pink run of the riverbed,
But only in my head
(Maybe) someday you’ll leave.

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Got that feeling of trapped from this, a feeling of resignation. In my life, this has always been an awful place to be. I like what’s here on the page.

Looking forward to reading more of your work.

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Thank you for your comments!

"To fly is to fall."

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reminds me of the line that the robot in "Toy Story" has. "It's just falling with style" or something like that. I like your style.
I too, feel the desperation. To live in perpetual fear that you will never break free and your only hope is that they will finally find someone more interesting and move on, is in my opinion; a terrible thing. Just be assured, that when the new interest doesn't pan out they way they anticipate, they'll be back for more of whatever they can get. I think you see that and therefore, the lines. " I am not afraid to burn to run, with flames in my wake, it's time for something better. Nothing I can put my finger on, to make this better. Keep trying. ~ Geezer.
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I feel such subdued intense energy from this poem -- as if its on the brink of making such a deep personal decision. I want to know what happens...

Jamie

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