A Long Gone Haiku
Where have you been, Bitch?
Out in the world, delving through
Earthly devices?
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A Long Gone Haiku
Where have you been, Bitch?
Out in the world, delving through
Earthly devices?

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Play Pretend
We built a fort from cardboard boxes
And a dining room table.
We made cannons from
Lego To protect the alternate reality
We created for ourselves
ecause, though we were ten,
We knew the world
Would try to break us down
And tear us apart.
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Flutter
Trap all the butterflies in the world in a net
Until their colours mesh into a painting
What do you see?
Can you hear the power of their flapping wings?
How the noise amplifies the closer you get?
Frantic they turn Half afraid- half brave
Breathless
That's the way you make me feel
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I know you can see a deadness in my eyes
And the only life you might see ignite
Within is an anger that will tear you apart
So hope you do not see them burn with fire
Thrash and cry and scream all you want
I will do my duty with mechanical wont
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I am the one who cares too much, who swelters in the heat for love, but that makes me the one who will stand strong, when the dagger eventually stabs
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It is a monster. It haunts, it pressures, It bullies every being into submission It is a drug that kills and mutates And manipulates It feeds on us as a disease, Torturing our bodies and Infecting our minds Until there is nothing left butterwillnotspread
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Open Door
My dreams are exhausted from climbing Snow capped mountains Flying the seven skies Has stolen their breath My dreams cannot get out of bed They lay limp and lifeless Watching life pass Through the door Left ajar by my reality butterwillnotspread
A Ruined Haiku
The broken stone stands Though history has fallen Time preserves the dead butterwillnotspread
Spilt Milk
Look at you, pitiful little girl, Crying over all the things that should have been All the things you wanted and never got As if dreaming something could ever make it true. Look at you, pitiful little girl, Who has forgotten her inner strength Weak, meek, fragile inconsequential thing Do you not remember that your voice rivals thunder? Little girl, you have lost your mind You have given up the search and rescue Discontent with the way things are But you do nothing Look at you, pitiful little girl Look at your palm, read its lines See how your life hasn't even begun Take a deep breath, throw away fears and start living butterwillnotspread

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Second Chances
I keep replaying The last thing we said to each other The way our hug felt like we knew It was the end And our promises were mere words Said with the purest intentions But no less naive I keep imagining a chance reunion A chance to say all I've held back A second chance really I love to see you... Even if it's only in my head. butterwillnotspread
She was sharp and beautiful and bound by a manacle Her intelligence was stained with dreams that were drained
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Saints & Sinners
I am a great many things Many of which may be sins But I am not greedy and I control my pride But this is a battle I will not fight I cannot pretend and I will not lie No room for the superficial with me My words may be course, my heart fragile But they are both sincere And that's more than most I will not apologise for that butterwillnotspread
My voice may die from time to time But that doesn't mean that I don't care My soul will wither away with skies and fade But that doesn't mean that I did not matter
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We are Beauty. We are Beast
You admitted once to whole world Behind a veil of internet anonymity That you thought you'd never be enough To be loved for who you are. I started to type out a little note to reply To admonish For not thinking better of yourself But I deleted it before it could be sent I couldn't even convince myself That the world would regain its vision And see beauty for what it truly is And not what we've been sold before butterwillnotspread

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It was as though she was an extended part of me that was off having its own adventures, and doing battle where battle needed doing
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I Told You
I am that little voice inside your head That persistent almost inaudible blare The warning that comes before The caution that is ignored I am the little voice that knows you too well That doesn’t care if you don’t want to hear I am the little voice that will remain After the thrill of sin and danger fades And regret is a burden far too great I am that little voice that soothes laments That cries too, And says, “trust me next time please”
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