Fly Poem by jess jayne

Those butterflies they fly away,
why? when there's so much left to say,
with tainted wings, and hearts of gold,
this is the mask, I'm trying to hold.

Those butterflies are just like me,
we fly away to be free,
with tainted wings,
the beauty we show,
is not inside this heart of gold.

We only have two weeks to live,
so let's make the most of it,
but with beauty, and tainted wings,
our heart got lost in the wind.

So as butterflies,
we fly away,
with tainted wings, and hearts of gold,
This wasn't the side,
I was trying to show


written - 29th may 2012