Butterflies

Butterflies

A Poem by Pen The Willows

He Doesn't

Give Me

Butterflies

Anymore

 

But then Again

I don't Think

He gave Me

Butterflies

Before

 

I

Thought

He

Did

 

But, as Always

I

Was

Wrong

 

The Other

Girl Is

Positively

Ecstatic

 

Less

Competition

For

Her

 

I Will

Move

On

 

I Am

Going To

Stay

Strong

 

I Will

Find Someone

Better

For

Me

 

To This Dream

I Will

Hold

On

© 2010 Pen The Willows


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Don't worry, all to often to find the one who gives us not butterflies, but he euphoria of free falling occurs only after we have be stepped on or overlooked. And that is exactly the feeling that your words seem to be capturing here. Well done!!!

Posted 14 Years Ago



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I'm 18 years old and I'm in my sophomore year of college. Most of the writings archived on here are from when I was in middle school and high school, and they aren't really very good. I wasn't going t.. more..

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