Butterfly Stitches

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    Butterfly Stitches

    Tears sting my eyes, but its no surprise,

    This is all I've ever deserved.

    In scrapes and bad weather, to sticking together,

    And its always me ending up hurt.

    From never, then sometime, to throw me a lifeline,

    I'm drowning with no one to see..

    You showed me great things, but now un-clip my wings,

    I'm done giving up being free.

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    1LostGypsy commented on Butterfly Stitches

    10-06-2009

    God, you are really good, please let me know when you add more.

    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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