NaPoWriMo Day 14

I didn’t expect to find the time for a poem today, but here I am. Although I had hoped for something less challenging than today’s prompt: a san san

My feathers are like ash

But rip them out and I bleed

Much like my heart does for you

If I could sell my blood for cash

And give my feathers to those in need

The pain in my heart might subside

But if you find someone new

The wounds will open again, and wide

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