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butterfly wings**plz comment**
written by sweetiepie8911:25 PM 2/27/05Vibrant colors of blue & red
So pure, so Divine, so surreal
My butterfly wings
I walk and i talk
And i listen and i laugh
My butterfly wings still intact
They stare as i walk the hall
They stare in class
I trip and fall
Still smiling
Flip my hair to the side
I crawl across the floor
Reaching, reaching for my books
I saw those shoes...
Oh this day, this day i will not forget
The day i met
The nicest man yet
I take his outstretched hand
I get to my feet
He hands me my nooks as i
Look into those deep chocolate eyes
....Those deceiving eyes.....
He introduces himself and
I introduce me
My art teacher is he
"Are you an artist?" he asked
As we walk to class
I reply yes
We walked and we talked
And all the while i did not know
Weeks and weeks went by
He and i became best of friends
I trusted and i cares
When i should have been scared
I still had my wings
My beautiful butterfly wings
I remember this day so clear
This is when i start to fear
I stayed after school for our
Private art lesson
Little did i know
This day would be different
He eyed me as i painted
He caressed my back
And no i was not scared
For i thought he was just being kind
I finished my painting and
Put it to dry
Again he caressed me and
This time it was wrong
For it wasn't my back he touched
It was my chest
I tried to shrug away but he
He held on too tight
He spun me around and
Kissed my neck
He pulled off my clothes and his
I fought and screamed
But there was nothing i could do
He pinned me down and
Kissed me to stop the screaming
He was ripping my wings
He pushed in and he pulled out
Over and over again
It hurt, the pain so great
The tears flowing everlong
Down my skin
He kept on going
Moaning and smiling
He made me do things i
Would never do
I tried to get away but
It only made him go deeper
My screams drowned out
My beautiful butterfly wings
Don't stop, he never stops
I was used and bruised
By the time he was done
I was dead
My beautiful butterfly wings
Ripped, bruised and gray
Disheveled and array
He took me and he beat me
And now i am dead |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by gothic_angel_44 (2-28-2005 - 12:29 AM)
| this poem was awsome if u keep writeing poems like this maybe one day u willbe a pro and get published in a book or something |
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