Poems about Animals

If I were a bird I’d be an hawk.
"What do you want to do with your life?"
  Human are not a animal We are thinking persons We are not animals
This music beats loud in my ears This knife feels cold in my hands Blood stains the concrete
Are any words required for a task like this, A task inherent to us like the waves of black spirals atop our crown,
My heart is in more ruins than the Aztec temples.
My barrier is covered and wrapped viciously in these chains, the effort put into freeing this barrier are slim to none.
Living in a Fantasy World
She waits, cold Shivering

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