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Charles Bukowski -The Bluebird
There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not going to let anybody see you there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhale cigarette smoke and the whores and the bartenders and the grocery clerks never know that he’s in there. there’s a bluebird in my hear that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say,stay down, do you want to mess me up? you want to screw up the works? you want to blow my books sales in Europe? there’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too clever, I only let him out at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep. I say, I know that you’re in there, so don’t be sad then I put him back, but he’s singing a little in there, I haven’t quite let hım die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it’s nice enough to make a man weep, but I don’t weep, do you?
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