23 Jan 2006
Weltschmertz
Perched aloft the leafless branch
He looked into the distance
And beheld the flight of many a bird
Shaken, devastated and homeless
Grim looked the sky
The road strewn with blood
The blood of his kin
Play wouldn't amuse him any more
Leaving behind the leafless branch
Days of promise and opulent home
He reached for the skies
To embrace languid melancholy
And embark on the journey to nowhere
Current Mood: Happy
Current Music: ---
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