Tar Poem by Abby Tweed

Tar



Ancient symbol-like
An ancient symbol
The golden butterfly
Fades into my bedroom ceiling-
Covered in black dust
Dripping with black blood.

Thursday, December 25, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: butterfly
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Debra Smiles 25 December 2008

wow i dont...left me speechless with this one

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