A butterfly is
drawn by those beautiful flowers in the broad daylight
Who didn't try to catch such a beauty?
Unlike the butterfly, a moth lives at night
drawn by a light she thought would be the sun
She can't help but get burned
Who didn't try to kill that colorless insect?
A moth will never see sunlight and
is destined to die at the hands
of those seemingly beautiful city lights
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The voice they never heard
PoetryI never talked the way I thought. Often, that filled me with regret. This is something I wrote some years ago that I just wanted to share! Obviously my knowledge on writing was limited and it shows :,)
