little yellow sparrow

Avatar Author: Nouvelle Bardot Laura wishes it was 1983, plays the ukulele, loves John Cusack and a nice cold can of PBR after work. She is analog, poetic and odd. Read Bio

you held that little yellow
sparrow in your palms
but your grip was much to callous
it was much to strong
now there’s blood stains
on your hands

and nothing left
to sing us songs.

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