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Broken Love Bird

When you pick roses, watch out for your fingers

When you choose your friends, watch out to not get hurt

But when somebody gets close to you, then leaves you to wither

Take up that rose once more.

To shoot a love bird,

To tear out a single wing

It's flight becomes disabled

As a wrenched heart,

It never again sings.

Watch out for your heart,

Don't let them get to close.

But when several tears have been shed,

Is it already too late?

How could I be so blind?

Hurting the one you feel you love

When all you mean is closeness.

The love bird and the fox,

They dance their own dance

'Til the love bird is shot down

Not given a single chance

The fox tore a wing off,

But that's not what matters

When her heart be wrenched out,

And torn just as well.

The war be lost,

We've met all ends

Now hang your head

Never return again

All contact lost

A lost dear friend

Though you love them so,

They'll never speak to you again.

So forget about them,

Pack your heart back in it's place.

So you'll never be hurt again,

The way that you were.

Come back to your shell,

Hide your emotions from all

Don't let people touch you

Or again, the now loveless and broken bird

is bound to fall once more

As sorry as you are,

You know this poem could forever go on

But each one no matter what,

Always has an end.

Though your heart tells you

To keep trying to speak

It's hard when your being ignored,

With no love to seek.

The sly fox,

The gently Master

A kind boy

With a fragile heart

Just hang your head low,

Fragile love bird

Just remember to not,

Hurt your next friend that way

But as you wonder,

Will you even have a friend again?

All you can even do

Is sit and whail and cry.

Unfinished words,

Never once said "Good-bye..."

This poor now loveless love bird,

Will never again

Learn how to fly.

With that broken wing

And wrenched out heart...

I wonder if she's going to die.

Author notes

This is a poem I wrote the day that one of my close friends ignored me. When ever I would call him, he would not answer. And on Gaia he put me on his ignored list, so I would not be able to PM him. The reason I call this poem "Broken Love Bird", is because he gave me the nickname "Love Bird", because every time we talked I was so happy and cheery despite all the bad that had happened in my life. Of course, it was his comfort tat was the reason I was happy around him. I told him a piece of my past, and I got so caught up and wouldn't stop talking about what happened, so he couldn't take it and he just said he was going, and he left me a message on Gaia saying sorry for it, with out even giving me the chance to say good-bye. He was fragile, so I hurt him by telling him of the ways I was hurt. What hurt the most about it was he was the same as me. He was shy and wouldn't open up to people, so he knew I could get hurt easily, and he promised me that if he hurt me he would never forgive himself. But, then he hurt me. So anyways. Moral of the story: Don't trust anybody...?

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