I dare you to catch razor butterflies
yours truly

Jaey '19
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Sunday, August 13, 2006

Miss Mixtape

From one shattered dance to another, you reside in slivers
of white-washed clouds
that bleed to life when the clock strikes thirteen.
Oh! how can one resist the folly

Of a young boy drenched
in toxic levels of himself as he lays on top
pumping and pushing, pumping and pushing
nothing but a blunder of swirls

you let go of razor sharp pillows, stuffed with
holy grails of rouge only to find
a feathered pal round your neck,
choking and kissing your hellos.

Has it ever occurred? Has it ?
when you let go and forget
of those whose dreams surpass the treachery
of their own souls? you know you're

so much better off. In your own kingdom
of withered petals and brazen snowflakes
all dancing
for you, for you and only you.

and as it begins to end,
you realise that the tears you birthed
were for one reason.
Life.


i didn't go for the fireworks as expected.
had to rush home and take care of my mum who had a terrible bout of the flu

you'll never love me
until i can forgive
you'll never love me
as long as i live

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