Me and the Eagle
I
Am a hawk
Sharp eye
Sharp beak
At business
But when I get home
The feathers come off
And I scrub myself pink
A nervous,
Frightened little bird.
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beautiful, i love this alot. thanks.
I actually relate to this a lot. It’s written really well!
I feel like a tough guy until I get honest with myself too