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The Peacock

February 25, 2012
By XxmickeyTxX PLATINUM, PITTSBURG, California
XxmickeyTxX PLATINUM, PITTSBURG, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;All that we see or seem, is but a dream within a dream.&quot;<br /> &quot;Just because her eyes don&#039;t tear doesn&#039;t mean her heart doesn&#039;t cry. And just because she comes off strong, doesn&#039;t mean there&#039;s nothing wrong.&quot;


Different types of feathers layer around them.
All different colors,
blue, green, yellow and red.
Every season it’s a different thing.
It was blue, green yellow and red.
Now it’s teal, orange, purple, and pink.

No brains,
no brawn,
only how colorful you are.

How many feathers,
that’s all that matters.
Hundreds and hundreds,
but it will ever be enough.

For mating,
for playing,
for feeling good.
It is a need,
a passion,
an obsession.

Every year they get older.
Their fields of color begin to deplete,
and each day more and more fall at their feet.
You can see their demise,
but it cannot be helped.
For the peacock,
this need for beauty,
just cannot be helped.

The author's comments:
~Look between the lines. I hope people can see that I am not literally talking about Peacocks. If you read it close enough, you should be able to see the actual subject.

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