Caged Bird.

Caged Bird.

Trickled tears, they fall down velvet cheeks,
caressing palms of roughened skin a`bleak.
Tired faces drowned in grief burn deep within,
- - sympathy succeeds each intolerable sin.

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Come my friends of feeble and dead minds,
run paths of lonely nights- being left behind.
Count the stars tonight, thrown about the sky;
so jumbled letters match death that tend to die.

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There's a mystery within each breath, burning.
It runs through-out each bloody vein a`churning.
As reminders of our life slowly yet rapidly perish:
and a caged bird is something we shall never miss.