The black winged resident brings him shiny things,
presents he doesn't need
He keeps tossing them out to the black winged resident,
who doesn't know he doesn't want the presents
She could use something to brighten her day,
so the resident of black wings starts to bring her the shiny things
Now she's happy,
while he wonders what happened to the resident of black wings
He sees a girl wearing the shiny things?
those are the presents from the winged resident of black!
He talked to her and now they're together,
a shining pair with no plans of turning back
That's the present from the winged resident of black
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- Published: February 3rd, 2025 11:36
- Category: Love
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your a good poemer
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