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This is a really weird poem i wrote in English class...Started out about butterflies...look how it ended up
Fluttering Free
Fluttering free
But bound by will
‘til you have your fill
I will way for thee.
Meanwhile my heart pays the fee
A heartache for which there is no pill.
Though my pain gives you a great thrill
To end it only you have the key.
On my knees, meekly looking to the sky
As you hold to my throat a knife
Teardrops shimmering in my eye.
I mutter a soft gentle goodbye
Should you choose to end my life
So you could watch me slowly die
 Narinu-chan · Fri Jun 29, 2007 @ 03:59am · 0 Comments |
