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The trees grow, plants bloom but what do i get of it?
I am just a lonely person suffering from various things due to various reasons. How great it must be for those free from the binding ways of human ethics Why do we live in such a sadistic manner I have free will dont I?
Why dont I know the answer to my case of Masochism?
Fire burns, water soothes, air refreshes, the earth provides, but at the sight and sound of a Nightingale it seems to make everything better
I have come to know I will only see you interrupting my dreams and yet such a sweet bird delicate and shining with luster as it sings its song seems to heal my deepest wounds when I am around you
I must free you Nightingale from the binding behavior of humans and this frightening world that doesn't let you truly be free; come with me and sing your healing yet Nostalgic song and heal my wounds and I will set you free...
By: Rbx174
- Title: Nightingale...
- Artist: Rbx174
- Description: Poem about a Nightingale and a boy struggling with human ethics and emotional flooding but encounters a Nightingale and its ''helping hand.''
- Date: 01/28/2009
- Tags: nightingale
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