Washed Away

ButterflyShe floats on the wind like she owns the air she rides, but dont disturb her. Shes fragile, that butterfly.Butterfly
The myriad of bright colors that grace her lovely wings are her only defense as her threats are bold, but empty.
She flies upon disguised wings, that tragic little butterfly, hoping for the winds strength, that escape is where it lies.
Until the color bleeds, and wings tear unto all, by showers of tears that were never meant to fall...
The bits and pieces of red and yellow and black fl


Black Ash - 9.11 TributeOn this day, I propose black ash romance:Black Ash - 9.11 Tribute
Twisted steel as landmarks, we stumble, sickly-drunk- covering lips not with kisses, but cloth shielding tissue-paper lungs from toxic air;
[A stack of iron playing cards, she crashes, burns Windows, doors, and bodies flutter in grey breeze A sick ticker tape parade-
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"Shatter The Glass"Mistakes have been made, and the lines cannot be rewritten."Shatter The Glass"
Regret seems to be lingering, as I have been bitten.
Pictures show us happiness, of a time where it all began. Before everything became corrupted, as I crushed it in my hand.
Like a petal it crumpled, never to be restored. I walked away from it all, turning my back to that door.
Sand tells the time, of memories never to live.
Shatter the glass of the stories, never to forgive.
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