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These days turn into years

These gray days

These slow days

These loveless days

As the caged bird takes another drag

Of complacency packaged in a bright red box

The skin rips pink tips turn to purple

Deep and wide

Fearless into the dark

Cuz why bother feeling?

Why bother caring 

When you get nothing in return 

The caged birds been trapped

Heart tapped

Bled dry

Flight

Prohibited

Inconsiderate

Of the true nature of things

The sow sings of smiles and smokes 

Until it's someone else who doesn't feel

Who's not the object of affection

Nay

The objective of attention swishes and sloshes

In the brain

Ah but this train keeps chugging on

And the bird stares out the window 

Sees its reflection once in a while

Counting wrinkles on his brow