vicky liao


Fly away
into the sun
burn to death
while your on the run
you skid to the left
then you skid to the right
what else can you do
when you have such a fright
you scare the bugs away
and you flutter everyday
what made you so clean and bright
think like a butter-flight!

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 4, 2009

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