Caged Birdsong
Walking on broken bones,
Death calls, singing my song,
From the depths of Davy Jones,
To the beat, the pounding gong,
Rippled, just sticks and stones,
Ash to ash, the fire burns strong,
Out of the darkness' overtones
Black feathers, can't go wrong,
Blame, wicked pheromones,
The caged birdsong-
Breaking free from the throng
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