Mockingjay

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Butterfly Wings

Butterfly wings,
So black and blue,
Oh look, my dear friend,
They remind me of you.

Of the bruises you had,
Before you cast off,
Of how you lied,
And pretended to be tough.

Butterfly wings,
So fragile and big,
Now to see you,
I'd have to dig.

Deep in the earth,
Buried with sin,
You left us so quickly,
Like most of your kin.

Butterfly wings,
Its beauty doesn't last,
As I think of you,
I'm haunted by the past.

Of how those wings beat,
How sadly you flied,
How hurriedly you rushed,
Right before you died.

Butterfly wings,
Pulled off one by one,
After your hope was gone,
Your life was done.

I won't judge you,
For i am the same,
We both have sorrow,
That no one can tame.

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