RespledantA Poem by ButterflyHeld onto his love like a murdered religion, so much loss to the unforgiven thrown on the alter of sacrifice a lamb to a slaughter. The clock ticked in time with my eyes bleeding freedom, chanting a prayer of demise, I saw you in the shadows selling love and murder, strange bedfellows conglomerated and slithered to the jewels of your precious mind. Drowning in air bound to your whims. Come now, come again, enter the keys of blasphemy...turn them if you desire..gather around sit tight and firmly on your eyes of glorified light . Enjoy as the music sanctifies your every curiousity.
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Added on November 3, 2011 Last Updated on November 3, 2011 AuthorButterflymiami gardens, FLAboutHowever my Poetry is a reflection of all that's within me. The vast depth of my Poetry comes from who I really am and all that I know and know how to unlock and express. I and my Poetry are One. It.. more..Writing
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