yesterday i was so happy
chasing butterfly; i know
i wrote whatever came
not thinking what it brings
i must have hurt feelings
that's risk i have to take
if i have to escape lots
of thoughts i'll be lost
can't even make tiny space
where little bird could roost
so i take the hate, the blame
just spare my soul from flame
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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