Simplicity is gorgeous
I addicted to it
And you're gorgeous
I said into it
Now here you are
A butter who can fly
Yellow and pale
We're in the middle of this
Healing
YOU ARE READING
BUTTERFLY - LOVE
PoetryIn the beginning, I obey the heavy rain blindly. Now you're the hero of my book, the villain in the chapters, and the pain causing me art. This kind of art I am making is my favorite phase 'cause I feel everything all at once and it's all because of...
