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Bird In A Ribcage

Bird In A Ribcage

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If love is butterflies in your stomach,

Your love is a bird in a cage.

 

An eagle in my ribcage.

A wild animal behind bars of bone.

Flying in circles,

Expanding its wings,

Cutting through the air in my lungs,

Causing a storm.  


Never to escape, 

But to celebrate coming home.


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