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Starving Hawks
Wings broken by their own plan
slowly disappearing into sand
I wish I could help them stand
they are on their knees
begging you and me
But why can't they see
the pain they reopened within you and me
they gained my trust and love
just for them to kill me from above
They fed off of our poetry
like hawks picking off poultry
Now they are starving themselves
they let a fox in the lower shelves
That's fine, It'll be free somewhere else
© SageBird
slowly disappearing into sand
I wish I could help them stand
they are on their knees
begging you and me
But why can't they see
the pain they reopened within you and me
they gained my trust and love
just for them to kill me from above
They fed off of our poetry
like hawks picking off poultry
Now they are starving themselves
they let a fox in the lower shelves
That's fine, It'll be free somewhere else
© SageBird
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