Forget what I said
about the birds on your face.
I thought you looked flustered
and pale
but it was only the doves way
to show you they love you.
Remember what I said
about the dreams around your neck.
I thought you felt the chains
and feathers
but it was only the wings of the doves
to show you they suffer too.
Say what you want
about the rocks on your shoulders.
I thought you carried less shame
and burden
but it was only the doves perched
claws digging into your bones.
Forget who you are;
you are a bird.
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