Just me and a guitar, crying together over a beautiful crazy homeless lady.

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I would see her all the time, often talking to herself. She was beautiful in a dissheveled and shattered Ophelia sort of way. My heart went out to her but I was too scared to ever try and talk to her. You know, on account of she's clearly crazy and I don't know if she's just lost soul crazy or kill you for tacos crazy.

Are you hungry, little bird?
Are you tired, little bird?
If I try to help you will you claw out my eyes?

You’re so pretty, little bird
In the rain, little bird
If I let you come inside, will you claw out my eyes?