The Bird Stole My Heart!
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The Bird stole my heart!
Sweet thief!
And now
My heart lies on the altar of sacrifice
Where deadly currents on each other roll
And round ice-berg corners sing the winds
That groan sterility and infertility
Whilst in the humus green dark by the grave
Thrives the pyre of fertile tragedies.
Bu şiiri puanla
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