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| Current music: | Boys Night Out playing in my HEAD |
W I T H O U T I T S W I N G S
Poem I wrote out of boredom while thinking back on my first love. Sort of "its not that i want him back i just miss him" kinda theme going on. Welp tell me what you pwease.
"A Thing That Once Was"
Like a butterfly with out its wings,
you cant help but remember the beauty of the thing.
The way your lips curved - the pattern of my eyes.
The little things we had memorized.
The sound of ripping wings haunts my dreams,
even now as I lay entwined in silk while my angel sings.
Looking back on times
when our hearts where intertwined
before we tore away at the bloodied lace
with the fury of a thousand lovers quarels.
With out a breath of longing nor a sigh of jealousy.
Like a butterfly with out its wings
- nothing worth saving -
but you cant help remember the beauty of the thing.
btw sorry I havent posted in like forever and ten days
hugs and kisses bitches,
the one & only Adrie *
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