Poems from the_butterfly

Emerald amber mixes in between the eyes that I stare into, and pray I am unseen. Glass fogs and the words appear to be smudged into my...
Cry grind mind fine Whine wine line fine Crawl bawl shawl fall Real feel deal kneel Pray pay gray find Look took mistook book Reprimand...
Withered smithered whithered tithered Mindered willered cindered whithered Mind tind crind grind Line fine mine rhine Hone tone done moan...
Why does the world keep Going to the next war with people Dying compassion withers the Starved souls crying for Mercy for those who are...