Butterfly
Ever heard of them?
The thing that makes you ticklish?
Oh I knew them
Felt them even
But with every movement of their wings
Made my stomach rumble
With hunger
It pained me
It disgusts me
I've been searching to find a cure
Searching...
Searching...
Searching....
...
This is probably my longest poem in this book and I hope you like it💕
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Just The Randomness of an Insomiac |Poetry|
Random"The candle It's fire was swaying gracefully As if dancing into a song Hot and burning with passion Yet got swallowed by the darkness hugging it And so she became Nothing" When a simple girl can't fall asleep, she just stares at the sky and let h...
