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Gunshy Butterfly
Contributed by
Thin_skin
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Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 07:04:29 PM in AEST
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Gunshy Butterfly
The silent lead shot through her wings at greater speed than light,
her colours bled and tears shed long into the night.
She fell upon a bed so soft made of grass and white rose heads,
stained in blood of blues and reds,
Covered thick in wing like shreds.
She would not be tamed.
Her heart now black would not be claimed.
He took his aim right through her wings,
now sorrow’s all her angel sings.
The silent lead lay still and cold deep inside her corpse,
the gun lay also by her side screaming brainless thoughts.
It reached out far with armless urge,
Helpless it watched the colours merge.
Out it cried with eyeless pain,
screamed with soundless, mouth less shame.
Now it is inane.
There she rots beneath the rain.
Dead is her mind
Her beauty
Her fame
Black, white and grey remain.
Leave her there, that useless figure
Taken by the blindest trigger
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Thin_skin
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2005-05-09 19:04:29]
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Re: Gunshy Butterfly
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by ForeverAlone on
Monday, 9th May 2005 @ 07:14:15 PM AEST
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I liked most of this one, not so much at the end, but the imagery is amazing and well substitutes for the few forced rhymes...very well done...Good job
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Re: Gunshy Butterfly
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Tuesday, 7th June 2005 @ 03:55:04 AM AEST
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