Poems from the_butterfly
Emerald amber mixes in between
the eyes that I stare into, and pray I am unseen.
Glass fogs and the words appear
to be smudged into my...
Cry grind mind fine
Whine wine line fine
Crawl bawl shawl fall
Real feel deal kneel
Pray pay gray find
Look took mistook book
Reprimand...
Withered smithered whithered tithered
Mindered willered cindered whithered
Mind tind crind grind
Line fine mine rhine
Hone tone done moan...
Why does the world keep
Going to the next war with people
Dying compassion withers the
Starved souls crying for
Mercy for those who are...