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by Isabelle Aug 19, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I took a little walk today As cherry blossoms blew my way I never thought I'd see the signs Although discrete and quite sublime A bird flew by To-wards his post.. The more I saw, The more morose The bird had flown Into a trap Hit the glass And then bounced back The blossoms blew around the bird No noise was made, no noise was heard. And although I felt the shock of dread I wondered why I wasn't dead.
