butterfly gift

A Poem by Tenten

Black eyes

Black feet

Black wings

You said be careful

There’s a surprise

Didn’t listen

Slipped my mind

Open up with sad eyes

Cut up wing by pages

Broken eye by page book pressure

Beautiful ink black freedom

Murdered carelessly

The butterfly gift

You hid inside

Beige page refuge of words

© 2008 Tenten

Author's Note

Cp. 8:53PM Mon 10/15/07 Tatu Writing Old Thoughts Stressed Tired (Written Lenore)

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Added on February 29, 2008

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Tenten

Alamosa, CO

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I know me well enough to know that I don't who I truly am and that I deceive myself into believing i have found my way in life. i well away of the fact that i am a contradiction of actions and words a.. more..