A butterfly under a shoe
taking her last breath
little did you know
that beautiful butterfly was you
begging for mercy
but she was too late
she had already fallen under a greater fate
you couldn’t just pull back your fist
look in my eyes
tell me you love me without telling those lies
i’ve had a lotta practice
your transpicuous
you know that I’m right
you gulp every time you look me in the eyes
with a shimmer less glare
you step on me
like i was never there
cutting me down
like barb on a wire
and when i cut you
you just light on fire
another fist to the face
you thought your injustice would pass with all grace
but a light always enters the room
you disappear with all your pain and your gloom
you can’t run back down this road
once your gone
so is your home
your tear it down
all with a moan
you think this is funny
but your just a room
a room that i’ve left
a memory encrypt
a hopeless theft.
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Author:
Aals (
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Comments2
Great write
appreciate it
I hope tha butterfly still has wings. Nicely done.
me too haha. thankyou
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