There was once a strange bird
Who made a strange sound
And because of that reason
He never had anyone around
The strange bird told stories
All day, every day
But there was no one there
To hear what he had to say
One day the strange bird met
A bird just as strange as he
Who also made a strange sound
That even he couldn't get fully
Now they both live a happy life
Not because they understood each other
But because they're two birds
Who made strange sounds together

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you might be good enough
for someone's love
or you might be not, but,
you'll always, always,
be good enough for your own

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you will know you've found the right one
when you want to thank all the wrong ones
for being wrong for you

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have you known the pain of mourning
for the death of something
that was never born?

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if only this cold night breeze
could whisper into my ears
what's meant for me
and what isn't

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she tucked herself into the darkness
and wondered why no one found her

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the flower in the bin
looked at those in the bouquet
and wondered
"but I have the same scent too..."

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If blind eyes can cry,
then,
barren hearts can break too.

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for someone so meticulous
at building a fortress around her heart
she was a just a big fool
who forgot to add a door

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I am fire and ice, I am sunlight and snow,
I am a million stars shimmering aglow
I am night and day, I am music and dance
I am art that you'll never get at first glance
I am books you can't read anywhere else,
I am secrets and stories no one tells,
But oh!
Shame on you, 'cause in your haste
All you judge me by
Is the color of my skin and the size of my waist

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