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a little bird, fell from the tree.
it fluttered and fell in front of me.
it's bones snapped,at the impact.
i feared for the feline, making a snack.
so i picked up the broken and dying.
and i ran away home, crying.
i held in front of me, the only thing i loved.
and my mother put on a rubber glove.
put it in the trash, though she told me she didn't.
i never trusted nor loved another being.

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i want to go home.
but i don't.
i cant be here, when i have no life.
i cannot find the place
where i will be safe.
everything is so clear.
i can't stay here.

i wan't to run away
everyday and today.
i can't be around, when all i do is frown.
i cannot find the place
where i will be safe.
everything is so wrong
where do i belong?

somewhere i can be safe
someone i can love.
something i can trust
is there such thing?

i want to go home.
but i don't.
i cant be here, when i have no life.
i cannot find the place
where i will be safe.
everything is so clear.
i can't stay here.

i want to stay here
where things are dear.
i cant be out there
because i just dont care.
i just want to,
stay here with you.
what should i do?

somewhere i can be safe
someone i can love.
something i can trust
is there such thing?
is there such thing?