It would be better
If birds of the same feather,
Flocked together...
For when odd birds gather,
times turn less happy more sadder.
It will stay that way ,
If it was love anyway,
He wouldve stayed forever ,
If it had been love, ever...
But because it was so never,
The parting was clever
If only the tech hadnt played spoilsport,
I wouldve been an easier scapegoat.
Those were sunny days when these lines he wrote,
Il stay even when all go,
Just dont part with me ,though,
I may seem to want so.
But now the days are bettered,
I can live on my own, unfettered,
By expectations of an aimless soul,
Bridged to freedom without a toll.
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