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Brown feathers fall, whipping
cracks escape surrounding trees
as heavy pants free from aching lungs.
Fear across face, blinding, dripping off beak.

Destination freedom, so feet
scuttle, scurrying from sounds
of slow following footsteps.
Closer, closer, never breaking pace.

Frantic flapping falls short, wings lay
lifeless at sides. Feet no longer move,
yet nearby creeping continues. Single step
taken before feathered body shocked still.

He stares into the eyes of another,
whose soulless slits clobbers heart
against his tender chest. Wings raised high
nearby sky close, containing endless blue,

but hot stones shoot, paralyzing
muscles. Heart explodes, red pours
and stains autumn scented leaves. The scurrying
stops, heartbeat no more and rustling forest falls silent.
A thanksgiving poem I wrote for Creative Writing :3 It's going to be in an anthology!
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Fundelstein Featured By Owner Jul 24, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I feel sorry for the turkeys of the world. And I don't like eating turkeys either.=P (Razz) 
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dwkeiko Featured By Owner Jul 24, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
I knowwwwww XD I yell at people who eat them when it's not Thanksgiving lols
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