leather studded kisses;

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date: Saturday, March 15, 2008
time:11:45:00 PM

Credits Farrago,deviantart.

In captive,
of white and yellow feathers.

Humming soft melodies,

filling up the emptiness,

spaces in his heart.

Tales of many,he told to it.

His perfect companion,

most treasured possession.

2 a.m,

he's breaking down,

in courtesy, it listens.

Still in captive,

with sincerity, it accepts.

He showered it with adoration,

promises of loyalty.

Like fingers and nails,

stuck together, one rhythm, one beat.

Inseparable,

they were tight.

For months.Just months.

Days grew longer and nights grew shorter,

bringing about inconvenience.

He forgets.

They drift.

It screams.

Unheard.

Day and night, flapping its wings,

wanting to break free.

Disdain in it's eyes,

it struggles.

It sings no longer,

begging for freedom.

For his own selfish desires,

he's keeping the key.

It cries for sympathy,

to the left and to the right,up and down,

fluttering its wings.

He doesn't care.

One summer night,

it started singing.

The last song it ever sang.

He weeps and melted away,

guilt being his poison.

Love,

vinTage dreams

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