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butterfly : Writing

Secretly In my House

Secretly In my House

A Poem by butterfly


I can still feel his hands down my blouseHe wakes my body so arousedI shouldnt let him come aroundBut he makes me weak when he is in my townHe lives a..
the last thing he told me

the last thing he told me

A Poem by butterfly


The last thing he told me via the mailboxI miss youAlways thinking of youThen he disappearedI am not the wifeHe was just a shadow in my lifethe single..
love the feeling of burn

love the feeling of burn

A Poem by butterfly


I am not thinking about you anymoreThis pointless lessonThis meaningless messageThe one he left in my mailboxThe toxic has stoppedYet I find myself lo..
Release the Rage

Release the Rage

A Poem by butterfly


Its a challenge to keep the balance of peaceLately the rage in me just wont ceaseI feel myself also getting more meanThe words I say release the rageF..
why are men so mean?

why are men so mean?

A Poem by butterfly


why are men so meanwhy did we accept their behaviorwere we blinded by fake dreamsall the girls you talk to are someone's daughterWhy do you forget whe..
As I Wait

As I Wait

A Poem by butterfly


I hope you will wait for me loveWe are so anxious about the covidwe got our vaccinebut your second dose takes 2 weeks to take effectPlease be worth th..
In a Different Light

In a Different Light

A Poem by butterfly


I see in a different lightSuddenly a friend I don’t mindHe is helping me heal and he doesn’t knowYet I can’t give in but its suddenl..
I have to make it without you

I have to make it without you

A Poem by butterfly


I have to make it without youThere is nothing I can doYou aren’t freeSo we can’t beIt makes me wonder why you called out for meWhy did I r..
Hot Flaming Cheetos

Hot Flaming Cheetos

A Poem by butterfly


All the hot flaming cheetos are needed to burn a way the lonely feeling in my soulI could puff some weed but it never really helped meAfter a special ..
These Same Tears

These Same Tears

A Poem by butterfly


He is the season that made my heartacheThe reason I chose this mistakeThe string that holds the bead of confusion in every move I makeYet I dont regre..