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Name: Joanna Morales (Jo)
Age: 13 years old
Date of Birth: Febuary7 1993
Horoscope Sign: Aquarius

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Tuesday, October 16, 2007
What's wrong little bird?
7:30 PM

What’s wrong little bird?
Why can’t your heart begin to move?

Are you still trapped inside that golden cage of empty dreams?

On your accomplished wings, fly to a far away place.
Depart to a place for no one to know
Follow that beam of pallid light into a realm only you know
Embrace those unfulfilled dreams that lie before you

It’s such a beautiful night
It’s such a lonely night
It’s such a sorrowful night,
embraced by the moonlight in a deep sleep

What’s wrong little bird?
Why can’t your heart begin to move?
Has that wound in your chest not mended yet?

Don’t let yourself be intoxicated with the poison
Don’t let yourself waste away every breath
Don’t let yourself waste away in a state of alienation

What’s wrong little bird?
Why can’t your heart begin to move?
Are your wings so tainted with insanity you can no longer fly?

Cast the madness off your feathers
The dead are best left to reside in their coffins.
Embrace those unfulfilled dreams that lie before you

It’s such a beautiful night
It’s such a lonely night
It’s such a sorrowful night,
embraced by the moonlight in a deep sleep

Cheer up little bird.
Don’t let yourself be lured into a trap by the bittersweet fragrance of wilting roses
Don’t let yourself be enveloped by the sweet deceiving comfort of delusion

Cheer up little bird
It’s such a beautiful night
But even though It’s such a lonely night,
Such a sorrowful night, embraced by the moonlight in a deep sleep

Soon you’ll fly to a far away place.
Depart to a place for no one to know
Follow that beam of pallid light into a realm only you know
And mend your broken heart in the rays of sunlight in a lazy afternoon.