Innards Like a bird Trapped in it’s cage I sing of love and lament Bleeding introspective rage And bitter discontent Like Loading... Related 12 thoughts on “Innards” Add yours So sad and yet so brilliant LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you my friend. I’m glad you enjoyed it 👍🖤 LikeLike Reply I know you would prefer to be a sh*t poet than a sad person LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Most days 😉🖤 LikeLike Reply 🤎sadness does help whip up some of the greatest poetic work LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Very true. I seem to have made a whole blog out of it! 😂😉🖤 LikeLike Reply You rock!!! LikeLiked by 1 person Reply 😁🖤 LikeLike Reply You’re simply you….which I love about you LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Thank you my friend 👍🖤 LikeLike Reply One day with a sigh you’ll bugger off and fly LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Knowing my luck My wings will get stuck And the chance Will pass me by 😒😉🖤 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a comment Cancel reply
Knowing my luck My wings will get stuck And the chance Will pass me by 😒😉🖤 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 
So sad and yet so brilliant
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Thank you my friend.
I’m glad you enjoyed it 👍🖤
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I know you would prefer to be a sh*t poet than a sad person
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Most days 😉🖤
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🤎sadness does help whip up some of the greatest poetic work
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Very true.
I seem to have made a whole blog out of it! 😂😉🖤
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You rock!!!
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😁🖤
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You’re simply you….which I love about you
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Thank you my friend 👍🖤
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One day
with
a
sigh
you’ll
bugger off
and
fly
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Knowing
my
luck
My
wings will
get stuck
And
the
chance
Will
pass
me by
😒😉🖤
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