Butterflies
The kind with bladed wings.
They fill my stomach every time
When you turn away and won't talk to
Won't look at
me.
i feel so small sometimes
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
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I am a man driven by inspiration, mediation, and tribulation. I enjoy rhyming, although often I lack the flow to give it a go. I laugh often and enjoy life as much as I can. I am in love always.
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