Yellow Butterfly Series

November 29th — A Poem

Stories Told

As the crows fly I feel my soul evaporate and die Weeping takes over me because of all your lies This is a sorrow so deep, I feel I can no longer fly

The rain touches the sea I feel a agonizing regret for letting you be You were never strong; you were always weak Now our lives depict something bleak

Each day, I lose another ounce of desire This tragedy has ripped from me my fire You both were so good — some very good liars I’m so perplexed; how did she lose her wires?

I wish I could change the past This pain, I wish it wouldn’t last But the crows fly at full speed — at full blast Is there any hope left, or will our dreams be forever stuck in this cast?

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Hey, it’s me, Jade Willow. Thank you for reading my stuff — All of My Poetry+ My Eccentric Poetry Series