ButterflyA Poem by HoskinsishButterfly If I jumped from way up high In the Big Blue Sky Would you catch me like a Butterfly? Even if my wings were made of bloody glass? Or would you simply let me crash? And scrape my shattered wings into the trash? Would you stomp on me with an evil grin? Or would you notice my chagrin And help me learn to fly again? © 2011 HoskinsishReviews
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Added on November 30, 2011Last Updated on November 30, 2011 AuthorHoskinsishINAboutI am a freshman in college. I am currently studying Spanish Teaching. I play the violin. I also enjoy painting and drawing. more..Writing
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