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Array ( [sid] => 154355 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Butterflys [time] => 2009-10-22 18:08:27 [hometext] => Another poem for her =3 [bodytext] => Butterflys
Flying through my stomach
Playing hide and seek in my heart
Butterflys glide through me, everytime
I even look at you. Holding onto that feeling
Gets me through everyday, like a drug
I need, in order to live, overdose and
Stay alive forever. Too much of a good thing
Never meant anything before these days
Should I go play with them, and
Keep this dream alive, or let them roam
In the areas where my dreams lie. You
Are the one who signals these
Butterflys, the one who can keep
Them here forever. Creating joy in
Me I've never felt before
And now it's a nicesity, like a child needs
His mother. Will you take them away,
And allow them to someone else, or
Do I have the thrill of being
The one and only...?

Butterflys [comments] => 1 [counter] => 133 [topic] => 2 [informant] => murdamystery [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
Butterflys

Contributed by murdamystery on Thursday, 22nd October 2009 @ 06:08:27 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry



Butterflys
Flying through my stomach
Playing hide and seek in my heart
Butterflys glide through me, everytime
I even look at you. Holding onto that feeling
Gets me through everyday, like a drug
I need, in order to live, overdose and
Stay alive forever. Too much of a good thing
Never meant anything before these days
Should I go play with them, and
Keep this dream alive, or let them roam
In the areas where my dreams lie. You
Are the one who signals these
Butterflys, the one who can keep
Them here forever. Creating joy in
Me I've never felt before
And now it's a nicesity, like a child needs
His mother. Will you take them away,
And allow them to someone else, or
Do I have the thrill of being
The one and only...?

Butterflys




Copyright © murdamystery ... [ 2009-10-22 18:08:27]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Butterflys (User Rating: 1 )
by longhaircg on Thursday, 22nd October 2009 @ 09:32:01 PM AEST
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wow oh my words can not express the warm i feel in reading this, thankyou I needed to feel what it cold be like one day again for me, great write, keep writing
sp




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