"an eagle's piercing screech"
By Tretchicovmanicova
Tue, 29 Mar 2011
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oh, darkened light
tethered to the bar three,
sunrise to inverted sunset
souless spring, demons rise,
bullets sound when buds arise
constant cacophony.
once she set him free
not as day in a lifetime
but an eagle's piercing screech
as he sails across the sky.
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
29mar11
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