Gilded Butterflies

October 20, 2008
By paintedreal SILVER, Euless, Texas
paintedreal SILVER, Euless, Texas
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I have been waiting all day, by the front door.
Taping withered photographs to the floor.
Pondering and contemplating how I want it all.
Hoping you won't notice that the lock has been changed.
The key hole rearranged.
Though I hate to leave you, its better than to forsake you.
We must number the stars, and paint the sky.
Master an art, other then the lie.
It's not that hard to explain oneself.
Denial brings much stealth.
The gold in my pocket won't pay the debt.
The hours upon my hands won't pay the rent.
The lines in my eyes, won't show the tries.
The smiles on my lips won't turn the tide.
So, strip the floor of its pride.
Counting numbers to stay alive.

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on Jun. 16 2010 at 3:21 pm
HeatherBee BRONZE, I Live In, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
Go on and try to tear me down. I will be rising from the ground, like a skyscraper

Love is louder than the pressure to be perfect

i really reeeally enjoyed reading this!!!! :DDD good jobb!!!! i liked it

Stkarilo said...
on Oct. 23 2008 at 5:00 am
This is really good Amanda great job


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