"Save Everyone"
and every night
she would change herself,
stay up late
and grow deeper
in love.
she wanted to love
it all,
everything and everyone.
and how ironic was it,
she wanted to save
the world,
the same world
who could not
remember her name.
YOU ARE READING
BLACK BUTTERFLY
PoetryI recently went to a bookstore and decided to write down it's poems: by ROBERT M. DRAKE. BLACK BUTTERFLY.
