lovandra
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I love the latest one. Said in few words, your poems are full of detail. It takes skill to pack so much in so little; I commend you on that. I really like the line "Killing me with thorns, leaving me undead." The fact that you chose undead really shows a lot in but two letters. Your mastery of English may not be perfect (then again, whose is?), but your way with words is wonderful. Keep writing!
Thanks,,,
I write this right after I read your comment.. hope you enjoy..
Butterfly
I want to fly far-far
I want to leave my mark
Everywhere I go, I want people to know
That in this place, somewhere I used to be there
I scar the wall in the underground
I scream a song in the night clubs
I read out loud in library room
Picking strangers to let me in
I scare all the kids on the park
I rewrite and leak some of the part
Of my life, maybe just copying same scars
Of the past, when I was always lie there
All alone, screamed alone inside my mind
And never let anyone else to hear them
Cause once I was an ugly disgusting caterpillar
And once I lived my life in my cocoon
Now the butterfly will fly far-far
Spread my scars, so everyone will see
Will notice me
That somewhere, somehow I used to be here