Exceptional Birds of a feather... The Black Bird by poetwatch Artwork by Envision at FanArtReview.com

My covered darkness is a suit of red  like the blood that flows from your wounds.  That mixture had to be  from the Tree,   for leaves fall to the ground and decay.  I see the world reward the worm that turned on you  and laugh as it meets the fire.   It's time to change my suit.  As I fly south for the heat,  I am puff-up with pride.  I will become white like the snow  and fool the people with my smile.  One good man down and more to know.  You want to fly with me?  Author Notes This is the other side of the coin. I don't like it, but this is what came out. So, say your prayers and be good.

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