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A Poem by black.butterfly


These wispy veins are so frail

as blood raptures through them.
It is what ties us in this jail;
our life---this overlapped mayhem.

I live meekly in my own skin
of flesh and flawed nature.
It is your eyes that make it so thin,
making me this wretched creature.

I wish to see you ache
even if reason  tells me otherwise.
I want you to see your mistake,
or else my rage and wrath will rise.

I would rather be worthy of your hate
than to deny me, even if I'm too late.


© 2012 black.butterfly

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I loved it :>)

Posted 4 Years Ago

Expresses that raw pain...

Posted 4 Years Ago

i am drawn to how beautiful your poems are, it is excellent.

Posted 4 Years Ago

Well written

Posted 4 Years Ago

Painfully beautiful....:-) The sad true nature of relationships - the need for requited affection. Great piece...

Posted 5 Years Ago

The poem looks simple but we have to read it carefully to discern its message

Posted 5 Years Ago

very good writing;)

Posted 5 Years Ago

I read this once enjoying the beauty in the words and then read it once again to relive the emotions it instilled within me. I enjoyed this poem very much.

Posted 5 Years Ago

This is hard and cold poetry. I like it. I like the directness and anger in the words. I like the flow of thoughts and the very good ending. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.

Posted 5 Years Ago

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9 Reviews
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Added on September 7, 2012
Last Updated on September 7, 2012



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