They are laughing at me
the birds standing there
in front of me
on the rooftop
staring up
insane stars spinning
in the night.
Down on the ground
lights are blinking
you are so small
barely there
can you see me
nothing here
but the wind.
They are laughing at me
the birds standing there
in front of me
on the rooftop
staring up
insane stars spinning
in the night.
Down on the ground
lights are blinking
you are so small
barely there
can you see me
nothing here
but the wind.
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