beautiful bird
Yesterday I passed by a park
I noticed a leaf that was hanging from a tree
half was brown
and half was green.
It reminded me of our love
sometimes it was fun
and sometimes we argue'ed too much.
But i'll never forget of the beautiful bird
trying to lift the leaf from falling
yet no matter how hard it tried
the weight was too much for her shoulders to carry.
She had to let it fall.
She had to let it go.
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